I wish pampers would sell adult diapers for those special occasions when you've drunk 15 pints and eaten two whole jalapeno pizzas the night before. But, unfortnately they don't. Bastards. Goodpie, ta ta, au revior.
I wish companies would make toasters that, y'know, actually WORKED the way they were suppose to, instead of you having to stand over it all the time to make sure it doesn't burn.