I used to get REALLY pissed at my wife for tearing up the tires/side of her car. It was bad. To the point that I put (3) side view mirrors on her Grand Am while we were dating. I mean I would get PISSED, when she would tear something up. Had a beautiful RX8 that had all 4 wheels rashed up. Had a Yukon that came home one day with what appeared to be a garden rake scraped down the side of it.
Then one day I let it all go and told her "Honey, I love you more than anything, but you run into shit. I'm no longer going to be mad about it. She lost her shit, we yelled, then made up. Ever since then, I've just let it go, and it's been fine.
That picture is kinda funny though