My ex came home from a two day bender and was stood staggering in my front door way, stinking of beer and looking like a tramp. I said "you're just a piss head, go back where you came from" to which he replied "you're just a stoner" walked over to my weed, opened the front door and threw it off the balcony. When he walked back in I threw the nearest thing to me at him which happened to the tea, coffee, sugar jars and kettle at him that landed in a big mess all over my front door. He walked back into the living room, jumped on my playstation and smashed it to pieces. I calmly walked past him, upstairs, into his man cave, ripped his x box out of the wall, walked back downstairs, opened the front door again, looked over the balcony and lobbed that over. Then just furiously stared at each other for 30 seconds before walking away from each other and not speaking to each other until the next morning when we had to go out and buy each other new shit to replace the ones smashed up in a ridiculous rage. Most expensive argument ever.