Occasionally we will get probing questions from our readers for the staff to answer.
Occasionally we don’t.
This could or could not be one of those occasions. You decide which.
Anonymous would like to know: Why?
Why?

Blogdramedy
“Because I said so. Obviously.”

Omawarisan
Why? Because this is the way we’ve always done it. We tried one other thing, once, but it wasn’t instantly more effective. So this is the best way.
You know, you’ve got a hell of a lot of nerve asking like that. I think we’re done here.

Rants
I’d really love to stop and go into the existential nature of things and fully develop an answer for this, but I have to be in court…

Justin
It all starts when a man and woman don’t necessarily love, respect, or know each other, but are both looking for some fun or maybe just have some spare time to kill.

Cordelia
So stupid people like you would ask questions…

Monk Monkey
Why? Because I love you, darling! I love you! You! Once I was unworthy to even tie up the crumbs under your table into a bundle, now I kiss those crumbs before falling asleep at night. It was you who made me, broke me, and made me again – this time stronger and more able to love than before (though I’m about 3 cms shorter). Thank thee for making me the love-beast that I am, and for that, I will do anything for you!

Christopher
I never know. I mean it. I never ever ever know. Not only that, I never know where? who? what for? whatzit? how come? or even did you know…?
I’m basically one lost soul. Thank God for GPS on my phone.

Chowderhead
“I’ve been asking myself the same question for days. But I really needed that cup of sugar, and it was a hell of a lot more convenient than having to GET in the car, DRIVE to the store, FIND the sugar isle, WAIT in a line full of nutty coupon clippers, get LOST looking for my car in the parking lot, then find out my CAR got dinged by a shopping cart, then get PULLED OVER on the way home for failing to make a complete stop, and finally DROPPING the sugar all over my front door step before making it to the counter…
…but the older ones need love too, right? Let’s just leave it that.
My tongue feels funny.”

Mike
Why? Why?! Seriously? You know very damned well why and the fact that you’re pretending you don’t, that you’re donning some innocent babe in the woods façade in an attempt to win favor, is, frankly, disgusting and the height of hypocrisy! Why? Ha! Never in my life, never in any of my previous lives, have I ever met someone so blatantly callous, someone with such a deep-rooted streak of bitterness, as you. Why? Oh, ‘why’, indeed.
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