A woman was shopping at her local supermarket where she selected: a half-litre of semi skimmed milk, a doz free range eggs, a two litre carton of pure orange juice, a head of organic lettuce, a 2 lb. can of decaffeinated coffee, and a 1 lb. package of lean bacon. As she was unloading her items on the conveyor belt to check out, my mate Jackson, extremely drunk, was standing behind her watching as she placed the items in front of the cashier. While the cash out girl was ringing up her purchases, Jackson calmly stated, "You have just got to be single." The woman was a bit startled by Jacksonâ€™s proclamation, and obviously a little intrigued by the Jacksonâ€™s intuition, since she was indeed a single lady. She looked at her six items on the belt and saw nothing particularly unusual about her selections that could have tipped off the Jackson to her marital status. Curiosity getting the better of her, she said "Well, you know what, you're absolutely correct. But how on earth did you know that?" Jackson replied, "Cause you're a fat ugly git."