What an interesting evening to stare at the clouds and contemplate an enigma or two.
Such as these:
-Why does round pizza come in a square box just to be cut into triangles?
-Why did Sally sell seashells on the seashore when you can just pick them up anyway?
-Why do we drive on the parkway and park on the driveway?
-If you have a cold hot pocket, is it just a pocket?
-Why doesn't glue stick to the inside of the bottle?
-Why is there no pine nor apple in a pineapple?
-Is there ever a day where mattresses are not on sale?
-What shape is the sky?
-Why does triangularly cut bread taste better than square bread?
-What is a hacky, and why is it in a sack?
-How young can one die of old age?
-If the number 2 pencil is the most popular, why is it still number 2?