I had all sorts of innuendo and, well, filth to impart in a teasing but inoffensive manner as I set about shaving anything and everything I could find get my mitts on.
But then I arrived home, opened my piece of hi-tech equipment (£4 on Amazon) and guess what?
That's right - it doesn't f***ing work.
Now I've no idea what I'm going to do for the rest of the evening.
And you thought you had problems.