Why not?

Because why?

I won't.

Why?

I can't

Why?

It's hard to. I really wish you wouldn't pry so much I just want to make it known that I am not here for games, I am not here to exclude anyone's views or downplay any such accusations that most Sims players love to watch babies be barbequed.

Why?

Because I find that it's easier to express yourself after removing all inhibitions. I tend to pour myself a tall glass of grape juice and smack a piece of crystalized caramel against a window pane, then scream at the Moon until it relinquishes a stream of gravity-based oatmeal solution.

Why?

DUDE. FORNICATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Why?

Because ape-men have made it difficult to do otherwise and I always say, "it's better to obey the ape-men than to find yourself leaving without having consumed a balanced breakfast in the morning."

Why?

Mainly poop, but also raisins. If you find a hole, dug it. If you see a bird, saw it. If you apple an orange, totally coconut man.

Why?

Honestly, it's hard to say. When I look left, I'm right where I want to be, but when I consider the factors that have always played a major role in my life, I realize that the alignment of stars is only conducive to a dream in the life of a working man.

Why?

I think I missed something here.

Socrates. Stop.

Why?

Because never again will I bound naked into the night with ambitions of Cold Play concert tickets.

Why?