Ask a stupid question, get a stupid answer

[The Seamstress]

Bleak House was bleak enough. No one wanted more of that.

Where did strawberries come from?

[Jubal]

Billa.

Why don't explosive radishes find peace?

[The Seamstress]

Because back in the 1920s when they were first grown as a weapon against radish thieves, the inventor didn't know that the one gene that makes them explosive also makes them highly aggressive, and today, no one dares to go near the radishes to change anything. They are doomed.


What happens tomorrow?

[Jubal]

music, perhaps. if we can hope for it.


Where does the blue of a jay's feather come from?

[The Seamstress]

From the depths of the galaxy, a sparkling reflection of cosmic dust originating in a mysterious blue nebula.

What has ten legs, an excellent sense of smell, red fur, and a moustache?

[Jubal]

Miss Borlycott Nexadroof, from the planet Rombleworp.


Why are they approaching? Why are they approaching?

[The Seamstress]

Who?? Where?? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH

(They probably just wanted to say Hi.)


What does Miss Borlycott Nexadroof do for a living?

[Jubal]

Vingleberry picking, mostly. And occasionally making vingleberry marmalade and selling it on the Great Market of Groob.

How does the Great Market of Groob compare to Amazon dot com?

[The Seamstress]

Well, the Great Market of Groob isn't owned by a greedy billionaire, but by Hagh-ha "Harry" Breeblx. His reputation is questionable at best, but he is neither greedy nor has he ever shown any interest in exploiting his fellow Rombleworpians. While Amazon dot com sells everything, the Great Market of Groob has everything and more: Vingleberry marmalade, of course, but also plenty of other fruit products (of which Rombleworpians are quite fond of), Goax cheese, a vast array of vegetables and household items, books, scrolls, laser knives, you name it. It's also a popular tourist destination where you can try all kinds of Rombleworpian delicacies for free. And there's a billionaire ban in place. No one on Rombleworp likes billionaires.


Why does no one want to work as a knight anymore? You get a horse and fancy armour!

[Jubal]

It's all the knight shifts you have to work.


How do stars learn how to sing?

[The Seamstress]

They don't need to learn it, they're born with it!

What are you doing?

[Jubal]

Breathing, periodically.

What are yews doing?

[The Seamstress]

Being murderous. Don't go near them or they'll get you and drag you into their Lair of Doom!!

Who asked the first "What the hell??" in history?

[Jubal]

...Gilgamesh, when Ishtar threatened to let the dead out to consume the living, probably.

Why are villains always named things like the Dread Wolf rather than, say, the Corpulent Raccoon?

[The Seamstress]

Well, would you be afraid of a villain called the Corpulent Raccoon? I wouldn't. So they have to come up with something more sinister to instill a sense of impending doom & misery.

What's the difference between draft and craft?