In the town of Oyville, the children were preparing for Hanukkah. But the kvetch who lived high on the hill said what he said every year: The latkes smell bad, the dreidels make me dizzy, and to hear children laugh puts me in a tizzy. This year, will Hanukkah represent another great miracle, finally bringing a smile to the kvetch's face?
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