Welsher/welcher: someone who swindles you by not repaying a debt or wager *excuse my elongated story A questionable, so-called friend with a reputation as a cheapskate, proposed, “$100.00, Columbus Blue Jackets beat the Boston Bruins in their playoff series”. The offer was to hard to resist, knowing this person’s tight, bravado personality. We even shook on the bet in front of 2 other friends. Unsurprisingly, (I’ve only really known him for about 3 years), he has not paid his debt, having conveniently forgotten about the bet, (I don’t believe it for a second). Yesterday, he even asked what the obvious Bruins jersey striping band was on my military satchels strap. It’s principal why I haven’t called him out yet...he lost the bet, so he should man up, making payment. Obviously, welshing $100.00 takes priority over his own honor. Another common friend has said he’ll take him to task, but hasn’t had the opportunity thus far. He’s made indirect references about it; muttering some gibberish about another possible $100.00 bet & yesterday actually claiming I owe him $100.00 on a NHL playoff bet, conveniently not recalling the real bet details? The guy’s playing pathetic games...When we made the original deal, within 5 minutes, he tried to back out of it by taking a cheap shot at me, saying I had no money, anyway. Calling his bluff, I immediately said, “I’d rob a bank if I had to.” One of the witnesses later told me he couldn’t believe his antics! Calling him out a few days later, the next time the 3 of us were together, I stated; “Tell you what, I’ll get the money right now, you get yours & we’ll leave it with our third party/witness...winner take all.” Not a peep from Mr. Blue Jerk-off? Undoubtedly playing his cards close to his chest, hoping his team won, so he could collect. There are other tiresome details about our deteriorating friendship, which I’ll spare you from. Considering his penchant for mudslinging, I don’t want to lower myself to his level, (ironically, I’m 6’4” & he’s 5’7”), knowing my temper & nasty abilities in that department. If I were to wager on how he’ll react when I finally call him out, he’ll try & redirect the situation, going down that sad, weary road. Got no time for that juvenile stuff, been there, done that, decades ago. Welsher or welcher, no matter how you spell it, he’s the very definition. Ironically, I’m of Welsh decent.