The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy has this to say on the subject of the Meaning of Life. Many scientists and philosophers throughout the known Universe have struggled with this question for millennia. The only race in existence that do not care about the Meaning of Life are large, fly-like creatures who say that the world is yellow and that is that. This view not being widely accepted throughout the Universe, a different answer has been sought for. One species of pan-dimensional beings had the bright idea of creating a giant computer named Deep Thought, which could calculate the answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe and Everything. It took millions of years, but Deep Thought finally gave them the answer, which was forty-two. He then designed a larger, even more powerful computer to calculate what the Ultimate Question actually was. The computer was so huge that it was continuously mistaken for a planet, especially by the strange, ape-like beings that inhabited it, who called it Earth. Unfortunately, Earth was demolished by the Vogons to make way for a new Hyperspace bypass approximately five minutes before the question was about to be calculated. Fortunately, two Earth-creatures survived. Unfortunately, they turned out not to be part of the computers original programming, but descendants from a species called Golgafrinchans, who had crashed on Earth to escape from their own planet, which was supposedly going to be eaten by an interstellar space-goat, so the answer that the earth-creatures gave was "What do you get when you multiply six by nine", which is in fact fifty-four. So, the search for the Question continues.
The pan-dimensional beings decided to bluff their way through and say that the Question was "How many roads must a man walk down?" Which is one hundred and six according to Vector Malchrin's latest blockbuster "The Interstellar Hitch Hiker's Guide to Masculinity". Some have thought of building yet another computer to calculate the question, but that would be tiresome and a complete waste of effort, as no computer could ever calculate any question without having a nice hot cup of tea, which only one person had the bright idea of doing. That person invented the Infinite Improbability Drive, and was beaten up by members of the public who decided that the thing that they hated most was a smartass.
Marvin the Paranoid Android who came with the ship powered by the Infinite Improbability Drive claimed to have a brain the size of a planet, so was theoretically able to calculate the Question after a nice hot cup of tea, but he has shut down forevermore, and is now resting peacefully in the great Junkyard in the sky.
Some say that the Answer is not actually forty-two at all, but the leading authorities asked them if they had a better idea to follow, and if not to go stuff their heads in a bucket of Pan-Galactic Gargle Blasters (Not recommended).
The actual Question (according to Bob) is "Why are two little flies producing an entire agriculture on my Butterscotch pudding?"
If you have read this far into this entry you are a very sad person and I advise you to close this book and never open it again.
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