One of my ex GF's was on the erm large side, well, she was no stranger to a buffet breakfast put it that way. I used to have to hide my beloved Wagon Wheels from her every week. Once or twice she found them and ate the lot. I was furious and we argued and I threatened to pack my bags. Imagine breaking up over a packet of f***ing Wagon Wheels? I saw sense and stayed. Then she kicked me out a few months later. fat cow!