Well, it's certainly SOMEONE'S unlucky day... My husband has just returned home with only four cans of beer and NO CHOCOLATE! And it's Friday! He's dead, dead to me now. I'm packing his stuff as soon as I get offline. Fool.
P.S. If you're looking, email me your specifications, I may be able to do you a deal. You have to have your own teeth, like cats, kids, beer and chocolate. I don't do women, blokes called Keith or politicians. I thank you.