"Oh my god! Where have you been, Geoffrey. We thought you were dead!"
Yes, yes, yes. Now be quiet and listen. As you all know, nothing fills my litterbox of hatred quite like dirty, lying harlots from the Republic of Tatarstan. I'm sure you can relate.
In fact, just the other day, I received an email from one in my Kitty-Inbox. It read thusly:
From: Yuliya [EMAIL OMITTED]
Date: Fri, 7 Jul 2006 18:49:34 +0200
To: Geoffrey Chocolate [EMAIL OMITTED]
Subject: Hello From Yuliya!!!
Hello my new friend! I get acquainted through the Internet for the
first time. So I do not know as to begin my letter to you. I shall
tell directly about myself. My name is Yuliya. I live in the city of
Kazan. I was born on August, 13 1982.
I very lovely, sociable and good-natured person. I am very romantic.
I have finished the Kazan state university. I work in branch of the
building company. I show people of an apartment and a house that
they could live. To have it is a lot of to speak with people. To like me it.
For the years could not find real love. And I had to address for
the help in the Internet. I have been never married.
I want to create real family.
I very much love children and I want them to have. If you are
interested in correspondence with me and at you the same
interests that write to me: sudarushka@eastlinecorp.org.
I shall wait your messages.
Bye!
Well, clearly this is a load of total bullshit. Everyone knows that the real estate market in Kazan is far softer than Yuliya asserts. Busy or not, I'm sure "To have it is a lot of to speak with people" is pretty goddamn far from the truth.
So meow, the sizable wheels in my kitty brain started turning. What caused this Tatarstan Tart to email all willy-nilly? What does she want, anyway? So I decided to find out.
Clearly, I couldn't write back as the super-intelligent cat behind Chocolate Mittens. So I created a new persona. Shocking, I know. As far as Yuliya knows, I am Geoffrey Chocolate. A fabulously wealthy son of a Pork Belly Futures Tycoon. Here was my reply:
From: Geoffrey Chocolate [EMAIL OMITTED]
Date: Fri, 7 Jul 2006 20:49:34 +0200
To: Yuliya [EMAIL OMITTED]
Subject: Re: Hello From Yuliya!!!
Dearest Yuliya,
My name is Geoffrey Chocolate. It is a pleasure to meet you.
I must admit, I never thought that I would reply to an email like this, but your story touched me. You see, I've been looking for love in all the wrong places. I've tried to date women from my own country, but there's always been something missing.
Perhaps I should explain. My father was a wealthy investor in the 1940s, and made millions investing in Pork Belly Futures. When he passed away, he left a substantial estate to me, his only son. Sadly, the money has proven to be a curse.
You see, when you have financial success, it's all anyone sees. They don't see the real you. Just money. Money. Money. I need a woman that will hold me as I weep. A woman who doesn't love me for my success, but for the man that I really am. You sound like you could be that woman.
First, I would like to get to know you a little better. Can you tell me a story about your homeland? I am very interested.
I have a good feeling about this. Please write back soon, Yuliya.
Yours,
Geoffrey Chocolate
Now, my mittens, we wait. Will she write back? Will the lure of a totally loaded, lonely man awake her curiosity? We shall see....