perfidy

Having recently returned from a junket to the Ministry's Southern division in Savannah, GA (what... you think Sherman gave up out of the goodness of his heart??), I am in recovery mode. As a placeholder to occupy your small minds while I get back up to full strength is this page of the funniest unanswerable questions ever asked of Snopes.com.

[wik] I have to wonder what circumstances bring a person to that exquisite point of desperate loneliness where the only recourse they can imagine is to send an emailed query in all-caps to the anonymous researchers at a website, asking whether the deep welling sadness they are feeling is really caused by pearls. There's something melancholy and poetic in the idea.