I got some spam today that asked, “Who is Vanilla Ice? Would you like to Party with Vanilla Ice?”
Those, my friend, are two of the age-old mysteries of the universe. I believe Socrates himself puzzled over those very same questions — although, sadly, he died several centuries too early to put those questions to the test.
Fuh. All he does is brag about how hard he is, then run away when the shooting starts.