I’ve get eeny, meeny and miney, is there a mo?
Haven’t you met Moe?
Wasn’t he a Senator from Arizona?
With Senator Curly the other one?
The other one what?
Would you pay any attention if I said, “Quiet, you”?
Have we ever?
Haven’t we never?
Will we forever?
Will you still love me tomorrow?
How can we be sure there will even be a tomorrow?
Wouldn’t it be odd if there wasn’t one?
Are we all that sure there’s a today?
What time is it?
When and where?
Up or down?
In or out?
On or off?
Are these the tough questions haunting us all?
Do ontological manifestations of ectoplasmic inquiry engage your prefrontal cortex, or was that just gas?