Nothing keeps a relationship on its toes so much as lively debate. Fortunate, then, that my girlfriend and I agree on absolutely nothing. At all.
Combine utter, polar disagreement on everything, ever, with the fact that I am a text book Only Child, and she is a violent psychopath, and we’re warming up. Then factor in my being English while she is German, which not only makes each one of us personally and absolutely responsible for the history, and the social and cultural mores of our respective countries, but also opens up a whole field of sub-arguments grounded in grammatical and semantic disputes and, well, just try saying anything and walking away.
I think I will snap Remco‘s comments about this site, since it pretty much sums it all up:
A friend of mine stumbled across this page a couple of days ago, and instantly collapsed on the floor in hysteric laughing fits after reading a few lines. This is the story of Mil’s arguments with Margret, presented with great humour and obviously not intended to be taken too serious. A very good read, recommended for anyone with an hour to spare!