One thing that the world does a lot is non-ironically call you a bear while force feeding you a burrito. It happens constantly. One day you realise this and you can't unsee it. It's everywhere, in every gosh darn dimension.
Occasionally you walk away from a situation, and you think to yourself that perhaps this time it didn't happen. This is inevitably followed by yet another burrito force feeding incident.
And one incident leads to another.
It's likely evidence we are all in a giant game of burrito mega tetris.
It's fun until there are spinning burritos everywhere.
Usually ends in everyone turning into zombies.