"Hey do you think we only exist out in this vast space of time just to fart?" Bank Toad asked while counting how many farts he was firing away.
"What gave away that line of thought?" Mail Toad asked out of curiosity while taking in a breath to unload a huge muffled fart that inflated his fungi pants.
"I don't know something just gave me that sudden inspiration to ask."
"I suppose so but who are we to know or judge?"
The Toads kept on farting together while in the smelly Starshroom ship pondering if there was any point to this regardless of how stinky the answer might be.