Putting aside what we imagine was a very clumsy, ankle-spraining landing, why is Miss Querétaro jumping for joy?
Presumably, it has something to do with the Mexican government's survey of the Most Livable Cities In the Whole Freakin' Country, 2013, in which a certain begins-with-Q hamlet finished literally off the chart:
And if you find that graphic too complicated (math is hard), here's a word-cloud of the responses to the question, "If you could live anywhere in Mexico, where would you live?":
And yes, we're aware that being the most livable city in Mexico is like being the best baseball team in New York this year - an honor, yes, but with several asterisks next to it. But we'll match it against Pittsburgh or Little Rock any day.
Anyway, she's probably also jumping for joy because she's made the cut and is one of the top 15 finalists for Miss Mexico, the stepping stone to having sex with Donald Trump being held Oct 19. You can see all 33 candidates' bikini photos here. We're calling out Señoritas Campeche, Durango, Michoacán, Oaxaca and Veracruz for smuggling silicone breasts into an otherwise pure and completely uncorrupt competition.