Until you were faced with an angry customer, I bet.

Now that I think of it, I've seen it happen too in Cancún bars, where they get quite a lot of American patrons.

Esa lima es con la que hacen la sopa de lima en Yucatán, verdad?

I suppose that one of the things we didn't mention is that you can go to your local supermarket and be confused between a wide array of variations between the two.

But what if said people make you buy a specific type of milkshake?? Or one of those stupid powerbars??

Do you get to burn your own fat via telepathy, or do others access your brain and do it for you? Cuz that'd be serious NSA shenanigans right there.

It's little things like this that keep our two great nations from ever being on the same page, when we can't even agree on what to add to our drinks.

The tiny green one that goes in your G&T is what you'd call a "lime", which would translate into "lima", except that we call it "limón". It's this one:

In Mexico city, plenty of middle-of-the-road restaurants that previously threw the limes at you like they were napkins, now only give one per customer. Dining out is ruined, I tells ya.

A stray cat has been bringing half dead cockroaches to my doorstep as tribute for my two cats. Now it seems less bad!

He will always be the face of a few international outsters for Mexico, which always made him a heel in my book, but I always admired that fire. Hope he wins.

by combining the two, you get a brilliant name:

Being a man of hope, I was struck by the fact that one student himself reported it all to the school authorities, at a very high social cost, I'm sure, in this all male environment. So good for him.

I've always wondered: What is a "fathead", exactly?

We should all make business cards based on our families' battles and feuds with us. Mine would be:

Reading Gawker doesn't mean reading through the whole comments section. :)

Please do share some of the ideas. Maybe? Please? They went belly up, where's the harm?

I agree. Not only something positive, but something cat-related makes this cat person giddy. (Just look at my freakin' avatar.)

i haven't started a conversation today that wasn't about this cat.

I own a cat who stood in between my wife and I one time we were tickling each other and he assumed I was being attacked. He then sniffed me, probably to check for blood, and licked my arm to comfort me. He runs to my baby's crib when she cries, and gives in his head to be patted when he senses you're feeling down.