Here is a story of an event that pretty much defines the standard woman:
Around a friends house (who may or may not wish to remain nameless) we’re watching a DVD. Being a bloke I realize that there is something wrong with the picture, the following ensues:

Me: Lets have the remote I think the aspect ratio is wrong.
Remote gets handed, TV gets switched from normal to wide (or some such) picture no londer looks stretched
Her: Oh no I like it like that, it makes all the skinny actresses look fat.
Me:

So there you have it.

Next week, chocolate and its amazing power!