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...Curiosity killed the cat, but silence murdered the mime,

My atrocious ally, join my side tonight for this roller coaster ride of questions and be my partner in this corrupted crime...



If you owned everything in the world, where would you possibly put it all?

Why do psychics still insist on asking for your name when they claim to already know that you're going to call?

If all the sign makers of the world simultaneously went on strike, would anything be written on their picket signs?

If all the boarders and boundaries were magically erased, would we all live together as one or assemble new imaginary lines?



With a sarcastic smirk on my face, I asked my evil ally, "Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets if they're just going to die?"

I assumed victory and raised my trophy high for she failed to have an immediate reply,

But then she let out a sigh and wiped her arid eye as she screamed, "In your final moments of life would YOU want to hear the silent sound of surrender from a delicate dove's cry?"

Then I gathered up my comeback statement and out of my mouth spilled, "Why isn't the entire plane made out of the magical material they make that little indestructible black box out of?"

She took a moment to revive, and then prepared her lecture, explaining that, "In order for a plane to freely fly in the hawk infested sky, its body and wings must be as soft and serene as its close relative...the blissful peace dove."



...Vegetarians always claim that "meat is murder", but I've always wondered if they still snack on animal crackers from time to time,

My abysmal ally holds my heroic hand as we complete this victimless crime...



If you placed a slinky on an escalator, do you think it could possibly travel on forever down those ascending stairs?

Would a mute boy's mother still put soap in his innocent mouth if he silently swears?

If a book about failing doesn't sell, is it therefore considered a success?

If "con" is the opposite of "pro", then is it just too obvious of a guess to what might be the opposite of "progress"?



With a rebel roar, I proclaimed to the crowd, "If a man with multiple personalities threatened to kill himself, would it be viewed as a suicide or a hostage situation?"

The angry audience began to boo in disgust and one brave body rose from his seat and exclaimed, "That man would have committed no crime or done no wrong, he would only be trying to send the other souls living inside him towards salvation."

I stopped in my tracks and threw a hand grenade in this imbecile's direction, then commanded this issue to the crowd, "Why does a store that is open 24 hours have a lock on its door?"

The audience unexpectedly organized themselves into an army and approached the podium, chanting in unison, "This, my fickle friend, is a little something that we like to call war."



...If someone who carries the death penalty on their shoulders is about to receive his or her lethal injection, why does the grim reaper sterilize the needles beforehand; wouldn't that just be a waste of energy and time?

My appalling ally gave up her ghost and came to the dark side to help me create the most beautiful and romantic rhyme...



(to be continued)