Me: What if nothing is real? What if we’re just dreams dreamt by a cosmic hamster running endlessly on a wheel shaped like an eggplant pizza?  

You: Whoa...that explains the purple haze skies. But if life is but a rodent's reverie, why does this pizza taste like cardboard instead of eggplant?

Me: The hamster is gluten intolerant, didn’t you know? Its fantasies play tricks. Now, let’s go ride the rainbow swirl slide before we blink out of this world!