My girlfriend wants to dress up as a couple of pirates and go to a party hosted by someone we don't like and attended by a bunch of people we do not know, save a few here and there. She thinks it will be cute and fun; I think it will be dreadful and boring. We are currently engaged in a battle of will vs. whine to see who wins. History favors her.

I want to get drunk and dress up as a schizophrenic nymphomaniac who believes pants are Satan's sidekicks.