sandman wrote:Superking! DAMN! NT$400 is MORE than a six-pack of Kirin Ichiban. That makes things serious. But yeah, if your domestics are boiling down to the distribution of three cans of beer then there's a whole lot more going on than mere incompatibility. I would suggest that you look into yourself. Deeply. Really dig down in there into the miasma. And perhaps -- only PERHAPS, mind -- consider that there might be something in this confabulation -- in this RELATIONSHIP!!! -- that amounts to a bit more than three 330-ml cans of cheap beer.
Think on! You are thinking about the possibility of ending a relationship over THREE CANS OF CHEAP BEER. So is she, apparently.
I dunno. I just dunno any more. Bring back national service is what I say. Get a bit of fucking backbone into these children.
No no, dear heart. The OP doesn't want to break up with his girlfriend. He wanted some advice about how to grease the wheel in this silly situation he is in. Wants to please gf, doesn't want to lie to his homies. She is right that bf looks like he is adopting a bit of a bro's before ho's attitude, and his solution is to chuck the money away so no-one can have it. Damn right she is fed up.
THEN: The following classic advice was meted out:
TC(suprisingly): Look for a new g/f.
Battery9: If this is real, I would break up with her.
Tsuki: Tell her it is over.
Confuzius: Why are you still with her after this?
Tommy: Make it work or break up.
You guys would seriously break up with your partner because you couldn't possibly deal with the fact that your partner thinks you are an idiot for putting your friend 'honour' code first and would rather see money tossed in the gutter than do anything else?
It ain't the girl that is the pyscho here. It's all of ya'll.
OP: Just give them ONE of the winning receipts and keep the other and say nothing, everybody wins.
And Tsuki: Walking around resisting the urge not to smack other people in the face? I assume that is just a bit of written artistic licence. Otherwise I hope we never meet otherwise I'd need an ambulance for my bruises and you'd need a straight jacket.