In picturesque Georgia there lives a family. As you can guess, all of them have a hot temper, so relations in that family are not simple. Father likes to watch football, grandmother is a fan of the Brazilian soap-operas and young boy always invents something strange. So, here is an ordinary day of the Georgian family.
Father: Score a goal! Come on!...Yeah, we did it! 1:0, our boys are going to win.
Grannie: Oh, watching your stupid football again! Could you be quieter, please (irony). My head aches because of your shouts!
Father:Do not bother me! or do not you see that we scored 1:0?
Grannie: I don't care about THAT score. I want to watch my favourite "Silvia's cry" and that awesome Pablo!
Boy: Wah, damned, you are shouting again! How long will it last? (passing them)
Grannie: The soup is already cooked. Are you going to eat?
Father: Of course, ashh! (irony). I'm soo hungry, I want to eat my favourite...ram
Grannie: The ram will be served later. (Grannie brings a bowl of soup)
Grannie: How is the soup? Tasty? Isn't it too hot? Isn't too salty?
Father: Ah, Did you put here some hot spices? My mouth is burning!
Grannie: (with sympathetic face) Do you feel unwell, my dear?
Father: I guess something is going wrong...in my stomach. WHAT DID YOU PUT IN HERE?
Grannie: Actually, not really spices, but a rat poison. (slightly smiling)
Father: WHAT?? Grannie, are you back to it again?(coughing)
Grannie: Ha, everytime the same words! Maybe you already invent something different. And stop dramatazing! Nothing dreadful is going to happen to you.
Boy: ( from the other room) Ahah, what an attagirl my grannie is! Dad, don't take it too seriously. (smiling)
Grannie: (takes the remote control) Give me this! At last! (switching the channel, watching "Silvia's cry") No, no, noooo! what are you doing? She is your daughter!! Poor girl! Padre, tell her!! How long will it last?
A bell rings. Father creeps to the door, opens it and notices a girl who is wearing nothing but Nike running shoes and a sign around her neck.
Father: (becoming gray-haired for a moment) AH! Who are you? We did not call you!
Girl: Good afternoon, I am a representative of the "Thick and thin" company. (Boy appears at the moment when a girl turns her sign which reads "If you catch me, I'll be yours)
Boy is running out of the door like a shot and screams "Oh, Saint shish kebab, she has come to me". Father closes the door and goes to the lavatory. Boy enters the room and notices his Father on the bed.
Boy: Oh, father, look at me! I have lost 5 kilos! It's because of that girl. Now I have another goal. I'd like to become keen on semantics. Can you help me, my wise lion?
Father: What do you want me to explain you?
Boy: Father, what does word "irritation" mean?
Father: ok, my dear boy, sit down here. Dad will explain you....(looks at the grannie watching Brazilian movie and then, throws down the remote control) - That is, my boy, irritation!
Grannie: What happened? God Almighty! What on earth is going on? Again this naughty sonny-in-law!! How bored I am with you!
Boy: Assssa. Now I understand. And what is aggravation, father?
(Father comes to the grannie)
Father: Keep silence, woman! Ashot is going to make things better. I just have to hit the TV-set and it will work.
Grannie: Ahhhhhh!!! What have you done, idiot ??? Let one twist your arms!! Where are my Pablo and Silvia, Padre, Juan, Julio? I curse that day when you married my daughter!
Father: And THAT is my boy, aggravation! Did you see that?
Grannie: My goodness! In this bedlam I completely forgot about shish kebab. (moves quickly outside)
Boy: Ok, I see. You're so intelligent, father! And what is frustration?
Father: My boy, what was your last weight? Will you check it again?
Boy: Yes, for sure. But I don't see any connection between my question and your request. But I'll try. (standing on the scales). Oh, my God, I have put on weight! It's a frustration!
Father: What? My boy, just take it easy...my Mika is the most courageous and handsome man! Your "osh-kazan" is your pride. Just look at your father: I'm in a good shape! I love you in the way you are...(hugging him)
Boy: But I was trying to lose weight It was my dream!
Father: My son, you should remember that your beauty is in your roots. Our family is very proud of you. You are our gladness!...(hugging him)
Grannie: (returns with skewers). Oh, piping hot!! Grandsonny, don't get upset! Here is a piping hot shish kebab!
Boy: Ok, grannie. you seem to be right!
Father: Take this shish-kebab, my Mika! This is the best solution in this way.
Boy: Ok, let's eat!!!
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