What kind of bat are we talking about here? A cricket bat? Baseball?

I don’t get it

it’s a scam. she’s playing you.

Underneath that plastic handle is a nightmare

How would that work?

you let someone use your £1 shitey bat that you’ve put a hairline crack in, they inevitably break the thing, you go all “it’s sentimental etc” the mark (you) ends up forking out big bucks to replace it

a con as old as time

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Why did you put the hairline crack in it in the first place though?

so that it breaks

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If it was actually sentimental they a) shouldn’t have been using it and b) definitely shouldn’t have given it to someone else to use. Buying a replacement would be a nice gesture but one you’re not obligated to do. If they’re upset about a fucking bat they bought from a beach front tat shop then they deserve all they get.

I see

Pulled down a huge venetian blind at a hotel when using excessive force to try and close it. It fell on my head and cut my hand open but I managed to balance it back up there and didn’t tell anyone. Thinking about it though, this exact situation clearly happened to someone before me and it is going to happen to the next person. The circle of life.

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What with this and the volleyball, you’re turning into a regular Bo Jackson m9

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I don’t know who that is, but from the way the sentence is phrased, thank you.

Bo is a good sports guy that was good at lots of different sports :+1:

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Maybe meet half way and buy her a really nice tube of glue?

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Take one of your own sentimental cherished items to her house and break it in front of her then say now were even possibly with a few tears rolling down your face. Problem solved your welcome

difficult to believe that someone would get arsey over a fucking bat and ball. shit breaks when you use it sometimes.

reminds me of the following story: me and my m9s used to get blazed and watch films in my room at uni. my atd would regularly bring his laptop in into my room if he’d downloaded something, and all 3 of us would sit on my bed and watch. one night, after a ‘sesh’, everyone left to go to bed. I lie down on my bed to the sound of a crunch. he’d left his laptop under the duvet, impossible for me to see, (we hadn’t used his laptop in this instance since I’d already got a dvd on the telly) and I’d destroyed the screen.

Now, I offered to front half of the money for a new screen because I’m nice like that, even though I didn’t think it was my fault. We ended up having quite a big row over this, and in the end I just payed him however many hundreds it cost at the time to replace a macbook screen since I’d just got my student loan in and couldn’t be arsed with it. A decision I regret to this day, especially since I know he never used the money to replace the screen.

  • you were right to pay the lot. it was your fault
  • you should have stuck to your guns and paid half
  • you should not have paid anything since it was not your fault that he left his expensive laptop obscured by a duvet

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As a kid i was an absolute master at supergluing stuff back together. Every single one of ol’ ma Bugduv’s ornaments was at some point in pieces. The front room was a football pitch the second they went out.

Any advice?

I don’t care what her reason is, she’s a lovely person and I don’t have to understand someone else’s reasoning behind something to respect it.