People are often looking for the answer. In order to know what the answer is, we probably need to know what the question is.
Is the answer in today’s Daily Bitch calendar?
Is the answer on Twitter?
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Is the answer in the photos I took yesterday?
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Is the answer in the video featured in this tweet?
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Is the answer in other videos posted by The Dodo, like this one …
… or this one?
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Is the answer in the comments section, below?
Is the answer in expressing gratitude, here and now?
For me, two double cheeseburgers…………and this awesome blog
For me, awesome you!
Thank you for so many answers, Ann.
Thank YOU, my friend.
the answer lies in your empty ice cream carton, all we need to know –
the answers lie in this reply
I thought the answer was 42!
It is!
Harley has a cousin in the UK.
https://youtu.be/gMaO43hJVb8
Thank you for this wonderful answer, Maria.
I don’t know the answer but I have a question. What does the image of the feather mean on your tweets? Excuse my ignorance.
If I clicked on the feather, I could create a tweet. I’m happy to provide an answer to your question, and your questions are never ignorant.
Just for the heck of it… what’s the difference between your comment on twitter and a tweet?
A tweet is something you send out. People can comment on each other tweets (and those might be called tweets, too, as far as I know).
Ok, thank you, Ann
Some questions only prompt more questions, that even a double cheese burger with bacon can’t satisfy. But, worth the calorie onslaught anyway.
-Alan
I really appreciate your answers, Alan.
I want to be to the left of that Magnum ice cream so I can be its weapon in a zombie outbreak. And your thought that so many cool people are dead reminds me of Tom Lehrer’s statement, “It’s a sobering thought that when Mozart was my age he’d been dead for two years.” It’s an even more sobering thought that Tom Lehrer said that fifty-five years ago, but on the bright side he’s still with us.
It’s unquestionable that we are on the same wavelength, Chris.
I’m stuck on the food questions. My life changes for the better any time I have a good taco. Living in SoCal the problem isn’t finding one. The problem is not eating them every day. 🙂 I have lots of questions, but lately, I’m trying not to ask them. The answers, on the whole, don’t help!
I love your answers, Debra!
The answer is undoubtedly the love and companionship of a pet. Boysie and Paco were adorable. My pack keeps me happy and grounded. Can’t imagine life without my dogs…🥰
Thank you for this unquestionably wonderful answer, Lori.
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