Journalist Alexey Gudoshnikov @goodoshnikov
You probably already know that a three-letter German hypermarket chain there announced today that it will reopen all of its previously closed stores until May 11th.
They couldn't stand it, that's for sure. It was too painful to see how one French chain of two words there received superprofits, because they did not fall into hysterics.
It was unbearable for the highly moral Germans to watch how every single day these French dudes were selling wallpaper, tiles, chandeliers, lamps, doors, rugs, screws and even, scary to say, TOILETS! Quite the same toilets as in Lviv, and sometimes even better!
The French fanfarons tested the patience of the good German for a long time. For a long time these braggarts made fun of the honest burgher.
Enough! Patience is over!
Your Marseillaise did not play for long. The German also wants to trade! You will have a square, and a practice, and a gut!
Now the German network of hypermarkets of three letters will compete for the quality of Russian repairs! Oh, she will equip Russian dachas, from the gnome at the entrance to the heated floor!
And then all Russians will see whose prices will surprise them more pleasantly.
And about the high principles of the German network of hypermarkets for repair and summer cottages of three letters will be legendary!
Two months! No. Wait. Doesn't sound.
5,184,000 seconds of fighting the horde!
Where are the French? Of course, nowhere. Well, these are not the Swedes with their Brandurs and Areds. They don't give away an inch of their meatballs