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A little-known fact is that in some cases, an argument can be quite beneficial. Especially when it comes to arguing couples in our time, the era of email, ICQ, mobile communication, and even, if you will, fax machines. Nowadays, intelligent people don't hit each other over the head with plates, they don't fence with kitchen knives, and even the faithful friend of family scenes, the cast-iron frying pan, has taken a backseat, if not a third place. Moreover, TEFAL has been thinking about us for a long time (no advertising rights). I came across the perfect example of a modern family scene...
From: Yulia
Sent: Monday, March 13, 2006 12:01 PM
To: Vasily
Subject: I hate you. Good afternoon, Vasily. I am forced to inform you that you are a scoundrel and an egoist. How could you? And where were you yesterday?! Sincerely, Yulia P.S. Buy some bread: white and black. From: Vasily
Sent: Monday, March 13, 2006 12:10 PM
To: Yulia
Subject: RE: I hate you. Dear Yulia! Are you out of your mind?! I was hanging out with the guys, drinking beer. With best wishes, Vasily P.S. I can't. From: Yulia Good afternoon, Vasily. Vasily, you are rude. Ninka from accounting saw everything. You are nothing, I don't love you anymore. Sincerely, Yulia P.S. Why can't you? From: Vasily Dear Yulia! Sorry, Sweetheart. However, your Ninka is as blind as my third cousin, who is ninety-five years old. I was with the guys, I swear by my snowboard. I won't do it again. With best wishes, Vasily P.S. And why is it always me? From: Yulia Good afternoon, Vasily. Perhaps Nina is a little nearsighted, but not so much that she couldn't see your "guys" wearing size three bras and Pollini boots, which, by the way, cost 900 dollars. By the way, I never received a gift for March 8th. You lied. Sincerely, Yulia P.S. Pack your things and get out. From: Vasily Dear Yulia! Baby, why are you so upset? Ninka was a little mistaken. First, Sveta has a size two, second, she's ugly and my secretary, and third, where can I buy your Pollini? With best wishes, Vasily P.S. I'll buy some bread and a cake. I love you. From: Yulia Good afternoon, Vasily. GUM, 2nd line, 2nd floor. Tell your secretary that next time I'll spit in her neckline. Right in her size two! Sincerely, Yulia P.S. And some candy. THE END
Sent: Monday, March 13, 2006 12:01 PM
To: Vasily
Subject: I hate you. Good afternoon, Vasily. I am forced to inform you that you are a scoundrel and an egoist. How could you? And where were you yesterday?! Sincerely, Yulia P.S. Buy some bread: white and black. From: Vasily
Sent: Monday, March 13, 2006 12:10 PM
To: Yulia
Subject: RE: I hate you. Dear Yulia! Are you out of your mind?! I was hanging out with the guys, drinking beer. With best wishes, Vasily P.S. I can't. From: Yulia Good afternoon, Vasily. Vasily, you are rude. Ninka from accounting saw everything. You are nothing, I don't love you anymore. Sincerely, Yulia P.S. Why can't you? From: Vasily Dear Yulia! Sorry, Sweetheart. However, your Ninka is as blind as my third cousin, who is ninety-five years old. I was with the guys, I swear by my snowboard. I won't do it again. With best wishes, Vasily P.S. And why is it always me? From: Yulia Good afternoon, Vasily. Perhaps Nina is a little nearsighted, but not so much that she couldn't see your "guys" wearing size three bras and Pollini boots, which, by the way, cost 900 dollars. By the way, I never received a gift for March 8th. You lied. Sincerely, Yulia P.S. Pack your things and get out. From: Vasily Dear Yulia! Baby, why are you so upset? Ninka was a little mistaken. First, Sveta has a size two, second, she's ugly and my secretary, and third, where can I buy your Pollini? With best wishes, Vasily P.S. I'll buy some bread and a cake. I love you. From: Yulia Good afternoon, Vasily. GUM, 2nd line, 2nd floor. Tell your secretary that next time I'll spit in her neckline. Right in her size two! Sincerely, Yulia P.S. And some candy. THE END
