(Me = me, Fib = Friend In Bangladesh)
Step 1: Kill the joke.
Fib: "What's up?"
Me: "Eito, just got to work. Snowing here."
Fib: "Oh, don't be grumpy, today is Valentine's Day!"
[me gets more grumpy]
Fib: "HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!!!!!!"
[me decides guys in Bangladesh are getting gayer by the second]
Me: "Actually I am celebrating Single Awareness Day today."
[cyber pause as I realize Fib may not have got it]
Me: "So I am going to be in S.A.D. mode all day."
Fib: "Really? I never heard of that day! It's on the same day as Valentine's Day? Is it something Canadian?"
Me: *sigh* "It's a JOKE! S.A.D. = sad = no valentine = anti-valentine."
Fib: "oh, LOL!!"
[five minutes of Fib typing various combinations of LOL, LMAO and ROFL]
Step 2: Reinforce Desiness
Fib: "Are there no pretty Bengali girls in Canada?"
Me: "Sure, lots."
Fib: "So, pick a proper beauty."
Me: "Is beauty the only factor? Beauty is subjective."
Fib: "Screw that. Beautiful is fixed. Slim, and fair skin."
[me inserts Fair and Lovely commercial here]
Step 3: Destroy Ignorance which was Bliss
Me: "For marriage you need to go beyond beauty."
Fib: "Who the hell is talking about marriage? Just get a girl friend. Have fun. Do furti (masti)."
Me: "Does everyone in Bangladesh do furti then?"
Fib: "Sure. Well, all try. Some cannot do it."
Me: "You mean, girls in Bangladesh are so ... modern ... now?"
Fib: "Hell, ya. Lol you didn't think that? You've been out of the country for too long."