How is a raven like a writing desk?
Congress. Why should be self-evident.
GFactor: Help yourself. But, don’t ever eat more than three a day. Don’t ask why, just don’t. Trust me.
Flander: No, but I can get you Jamie’s email address. Close enough?
RNATB: I’m not at liberty to say. Glork…errr, I mean, sorry.
Barking Dog: You betcha. Put beer in your gas tank and see how fast you go.
Solfy: I have it on good authority that this question has been misquoted all these years; it’s actually “how DOES a raven like a writing desk.” The answer, of course, is that ravens don’t write, silly.
If you could be a tree, would you punch Barbara Walters in the face given the chance?
What is the average tempature of the sun, measured by volume, including the heliosphere?
In Réaumur degrees.
What is the average wing speed velocity of the unladen swallow?
African AND European.
Hybrid.
Of course not. Now, Barbara Streisand, on the other hand…
Somewhere between 6 and 1.375 x 10[sup]8[/sup], give or take an order of magnitude or four.
Exactly c / 2, when falling into a black hole.
Suppose you were driving down a dark, foggy highway, late at night. Just over the top of a hill, you see in one lane a six pack of beer, and in the other lane, my mother in-law. What do you use to get the blood off the chrome?
What’s the first thing you do after consuming a 6-pack of beer? There’s your answer: pee.
If I fart at the event horizon of a black hole will it smell?
But what if your son was trapped in a burning car on the side of the road adjacent to the beer and the mother-in-law who just happened to have a gun. Then what would you do?
Or, in other words how large is your bladder?
Q.E.D., why does a biscotti containing anise oil turn green when dipped into red wine?
No, really.
Where you been the last 16 hours?
No, black holes don’t have noses.
Good question. I don’t really know, but some brief research suggests a reaction of some sort between the acidity of the wine and star anise oil. I’ll try to dig up something concrete this weekend. In the meantime, I think this would make a great GQ.
Working and/or sleeping. Busy, busy!
This… cannot… be.
This may not be.
There is no question to which Q.E.D. does not know the answer.
Is there?
Is it safe?
Oh fine, if he won’t answer this then I will!
Thetans.
No. It is never safe.
Q.E.D. (really there needs to be some sort of honorific here IMO), what is the one true science? That is, which arm of science validates the rest? Physics, chemistry, math, # of friends on myspace, or just “science”?