Did you hear that Rudolph the Red knows rain, dear?
Is that man out standing in his field?
And why doesn’t he hold an umbrella?
Is it true Chuck Norris needs no umbrella, because the raindrops avoid him?
Doesn’t poor old BJ Thomas have them fallin’ on his head?
Do you remember walking in the rain?
Here in the rainy, soggy, Pacific Northwest that’s like asking, “Do you remember breathing?” 
Here in the sunny, smoggy Pacific Southwest that’s like asking, “Which century?”
Is it chili today and hot tamale in Mexico?
It’s nacho problem, do you want to taco 'bout it?
Is it time to paella the piper?
Does this mean I can finally come out of my (taco) shell?
Is that a best queso scenario?
Didn’t you know it’s the whole enchilada?
Can you ever really trust a burrito? Aren’t they always spilling the beans?
Haven’t you learned how to fold a burrito properly?
Isn’t eating them good enough? Now I have to play with them?
Didn’t your parents teach you it’s impolite to play with your food?
Who else’s food am I going to play with?
In Soviet Russia, does food play with YOU?