We shudder to think what this woman’s breath must be like after eating a bag of “Smoky Red Barbecue” Doritos. It’s almost as if we’re expected to believe that hot chicks have no bodily functions whatsoever. Are we even clear about what exactly these men are turned on about? Is it the woman, or the chips? If the chips really set off fire alarms then should she really be taking a route through the library everyday?