DAD: Thank you all so much for coming. Like every year, we’re going to go around in a circle and read selections from the Haggadah. Everyone will get a turn and no one will be bored. MOM: Everyone fill up your glasses! Bill, wine? WACKY UNCLE: I don’t want to sing “Dayenu” too loudly again, threateningly emphasizing the ‘die’ part while glaring at my ex-wife, so I’ll stick with grape juice. DAD: Is everyone ready to read? SCAPEGOAT CHILD: Oh boy, I hope I get appointed ‘evil son’ again.