Whenever I watch one of those heart-tugging, tearjerker movies on TV with someone else, I purposely fill the entire room with tear gas. Because, hey, that way nobody will ever notice me weeping and sobbing uncontrollably like a baby during the sad parts. I just blame it on the sweet gaseous fumes and let the tears flow, my friends... (Hey, what can I say? I'm a sucker for those sappy "dying of a rare tropical disease" cry-fests...)