My mom and I stopped at a church during a road trip we were making from our home in Mexico. When we went inside, I prayed for the miracle I wanted to happen. I put my hands in holy water and said: 'Please God, give me some breasts.' And he gave me them! Within a few months, I developed a growing spurt, as teenagers do, and I was very pleased with the way I grew outwards.Unfortunately for her fellow citizens, while the Hombre Upstairs was expertly sculpting Hayek's tetas del Dios, He was too busy to intervene in the 1985 Mexico City earthquake which killed 9,000 people or Mexico's crushing quarterfinal loss in the 1986 World Cup, not to mention the tragic death of a small Oaxacan child who was destined to cure cancer and banish world hunger had he not been trampled in 1983 by a herd of rabid llama. But---Â¡ay, quÃ© melones!
The main benefit of watching TV is seeing the plight of sad bastards who aren't you.
The 'wellness' market is thriving right now.
Most people have a pretty basic idea of what it's like to be a parent.
There's no shortage of downright absurd conspiracy theories out there.
Instead of rebooting and recasting, we have a chance for something new.