Who'd win in a fight between Mr. Clean and The Rock?
What noise does a cuckoo make when it sneezes? That's gotta be hilarious!
Do geese see God?
If you put a kaleidoscope up to a mirror, what do you see? And more importantly, how bored are you?
Where would Dr. John Nash have been without Alicia?
Where would Bulwinkle have been without Rocky?
Can Batman ever truly be happy? (I mean really, who would want to read that? "It's the happy-go-lucky Batman! Watch him give a 'thumbs-up' for justice!")
If Godzilla went to Washington, D.C., would he stomp the White House or the Capitol building first?
If you were riding down a narrow road on the side of a cliff and a dog darted out, leaving you no other option but to either hit the dog or run your car off the cliff, how would you clean the blood and hair off your bumper afterward? (Oh, lighten up, dog lovers!)
Where could that dog have possibly darted out from? (I mean, it's the side of a cliff! Even for a hypothetical, that's a little far-fetched.)
If Christians actually took the Bible seriously, would they be recognizable as anything like what we call "Christians" today?
Is it possible to have a relevant traditional church?
Are we not men? (We are Devo.)
Has anyone actually bothered to read this far?
Why am I typing this when I can barely stay awake?
Did you laugh even once while reading this? (I hope it was on one of the comedic ones.)
What does it say about me that I thought it was worth the time to think all these up and write them?
What does it say about you that you're still reading them?
Who'll be the last one to exercise his right to testify to his faith if we lose the right of free speech in the public square?
Will we even know his name?
Will I die in bed or on my feet?
Is it possible that I've already bought the last pair of shoes I'll ever own?
If not, when I buy the last pair of shoes I'll ever own, will I in fact suspect that they are the last ones?
If I tried really hard could I stop my heart with my mind?
If I did, would it start again?
Should I try anyway?
What will be the first thing you do when you find out that I've died?
Why am I asking so many questions about my own death?
Is that morbid?
Who came up with the idea of painting police cars black on the front and back and white around the doors? What about that screams "law enforcement?"
Does Bo still know after all these years?
How long did I doze between writing the last question and this one?
Think maybe I should go to bed now?
Yeah, me too. :)
