After watching the video and reading this post, why do I suddenly want to eat gummi bears?

Eva Green being a witch from Oz explains why she appears to be melting.

I've been to concerts and I've seen these celebrity humans onstage, sweating profusely. So I'm pretty sure I can already smell like them.

Indeed. Apparently they can do far more than what dora asks them to do.

Here's something I'd like to admit: I CAN'T TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN SALAD DRESSINGS. They all taste like different types of sweet mayo to me. So I don't care which one I get. Unless of course, there's none. That's quite annoying.

Oh, I've been a Jets fan far longer than most of the drunk douches that grope women (or one another) at the stadium. I'm just far far away.

It's true! It's one of those cultural things that don't become part of the stereotype. For some sort of unkown reason, football is more popular among Mexicans in Mexico than in Mexican Americans (Sanchez and others notwithstanding) and in Mexicans who immigrate. It probably has to do with access to opportunities,…

I come from a futbol crazed country, (México) that also has a rich, almost century old college football tradition, due to proximity to its natural hotbed (you guys), and even the most ardent fan won't dare speak ill of football other than "I don't get it," to avoid getting hit in the face by ardent fans. (J-E-T-S,…

...and there's a cockroach (or several dozens) for every kitchen!

She sells them to a factory? What does a factory do with them? Do they want to fail the sanitary inspections?

I have a cat (the tabby one in my avatar) who shares a claim to me with the wife. Every night at around 4, he'll jump on the bed demanding me to go with him, to be fed and to sleep on the loungeroom couch, a demand that, when unmet, often results in our matrimonial bed being peed on. So, I hardly ever wake up next to…

Agreed. For some reason, his physique is sort of inspiring, isn't it? But when it's time to actually hit the gym, I always say, "Nah, I'll just grow my beard a bit longer", and it makes me feel just as good.

"Tinder Stalking" sounds like a New Age-y self sustenance thing where you need you plant something in your backyard.

I am Mexican. I am not offended. Actually, where I work, there are a bunch of shady gyms where luchadores come to train, but never go to any actual fights. So applying Drew's logic, the luchadores might have another source of income...

In this day and age, you can get shot for just about anything, though!

This is funny because it's true.

Isn't the Matrimony Gap a clothes store where they sell high waisted jeans for women and xl polo shirts that can fit a beer gut?

This made me sad: a story I don't fully get because since I'm married, I don't use Tinder. Monogamy is keeping me away from the cutting edge of technology!

But it could be worse! It could be #we'repregnant!

Yeah, we can empathize, but it will never be the same.