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A woman killed her husband because he forgot her 45th birthday.
Lyalya Tupikova told police that her husband Khalpik failed to remember her special day before going to work in the morning.
When he returned home again from his office job, she was expecting a bunch of flowers and a present - but he brought nothing.*
Now she will remember her own birthday the rest of her life in jail, and no one will share it with her.
I suspect when the singing clown with the flowers telegram showed up minutes later someone’s face was red red red.
Wow. Some people are just plain crazy.
Love means never having to say don’t stab me in the chest with a kitchen knife.
Geez, if your birthday is so important, don’t let him forget. I get really annoyed by anyone who whines about their SO forgetting a birthday or anniversary.
I wonder if their marriage was otherwise loving and healthy or whether there were a few other ongoing problems in the relationship that led to the birthday killing? Gee, I just don’t know…
Perhaps no one will ever know, now.
Well, that’ll teach him.
He’ll never remember it again. Way to go, Lyalya.
Best way to remember your wife’s birthday is to forget it once.
Maybe birthday’s are not a big thing to guys in Russia.
Now we’ll never know, will we? :smack:
In Russia, birthday girl gives YOU present!
Does the Daily Mail have a reputation for… exaggeration?
If she had only known that her husband was a Seventh Day Adventist.
We joke the reason our wedding anniversary is on Valentines Day was so mrAru doesn’t have to try and remember when it is, just get me a gift for every holiday =) The silly truth is that it was the first day he managed to get the day off early enough after my divorce went through and I was legally able to get hitched. I don’t really associate Valentines Day with anything normally anyway, I wasn’t raised catholic and as far as I was concerned it was a ploy by candy and card companies to get people to spend money.
My wife and I were born 25 hours apart. Needless to say, there isn’t that much of a chance either of us will forget the other’s birthday.
Today happens to be my birthday, and I very much suspect my SO has forgotten again. Meh. I’ll find out when I get home.
Roddy
Mine is October 26. DON’T forget.
Sounds like somebody got a bit carried away. I mean, a stabbing or perhaps a bludgeoning I can see, but don’t kill the guy!
Me too. Happy Birthday!