It's a mystery.
Because he marches to the Imperial March and not the Metric March
It's mother was in the pen and it didn't know how long the sentence was.
Dad: Where is the best place to hide an elephant? Me: I don't know, behind a big rock? Dad: In a tree silly. Me: In a tree? Dad: When's the last time you saw an elephant in a tree?
They branch out
A bundt cake!
Postrock/Postpunk
ME: *hiding dog that I wrapped up like a mummy* it's a mystery I guess
The Lord: I meant any questions about the mysteries of existence