A yogurt covered raisin is still a fucking raisin,
but chocolate covered matzo is dark, semi-sweet chocolate.
That’s funny, 'cause I swear I found the key to the universe in the engine of an old parked car, and it didn’t taste nothin’ like chocolate covered matzo!
Let me check my notes…
I always thought it was matching your bra to your panties…
42?
Ooops. That’s the answer to life, the universe, and everything.
The secret is folded up neatly in my jeans pocket. But right now I’m wearing shorts.
Damnit, Carmen, ya beat me to it. And it’s the ultimate answer to life, the universe, and everything. 
Really? It’s not C Minor? Are you sure?
8 ohms
At least when I was in Basic Electronics, that was the answer to everything.
Actually, no, it isn’t. It’s the answer to the ultimate question of Life, the Universe, and Everything. The problem is, nobody knows what the question is.
And, as I’m sick of explaining to various idiots (but no Dopers so far, thankfully), that does NOT mean that it’s the answer to every question ever. Just the ultimate one. Why does that just not compute for some people?
A Duck!
Isn’t a matzo a breadish-type thing? That doesn’t sound very good covered in chocolate.
I have always thought that the Secret of the Universe would eventually be revealed by uncle Cecil when he thought the Teeming Millions were ready for it.
I mean, how else to battle ignorance than by revealing the Ultimate Secret of the Universe?
Think of large unsalted crackers.
Ah, but it is. Hence TSOTU.
…is a rotten banana covered in kerosene and shoved into the tailpipe of the great '89 Toyota Camery of the Universe.
The SATU: Owning a convertable and a lake.
Oh. Maybe I was thinking of Matzo Balls.