I once was craving shortbread and walkers chilli crisps (the big bag)
Dp said he'd stop off at asda on his way back from a friend's house but it ended in a row so bad he almost ran out of the house to get to the nearest supermarket
Came back and not only had he bought the wrong shortbread,(these where disks and i wanted the finger style) he'd paid £2.50 for the crisps (back when they where about a quid)
Through big fat and snotty tears,I refused to eat either and threw them on the floor with the poor bloke hiding in the kitchen and wondering why he's with me
I came on my period about an hour after he'd left to escape to his mates house-i remember just laying on the sofa,sobbing my eyes out
Only the second time in my life I've ever had pmt (the first was when ds dropped a sock on the floor and I lost it with the poor lad)
Hormones are awful,im just lucky he didn't leave me that day-I deserved for him to walk out and never come back (normally we are both really laid back)
I don't even like bloody shortbread