Oh my god, I had completely forgotten about these Al Jaffe books. When I was a kid (we're talking around seven or eight years old), I thought they were the funniest thing ever and I used to pray for people to ask me the questions so I could come back with the snappy answers. (Yep, I was a brat as a kid, too -- shocking, I know.) No one ever did, at least not until I was an adult, at which time I came in from a sub-zero day looking like an ice monster and my then-husband said, "Is it cold out?" and I responded witheringly, "Is what cold out?" I think that was one of the reasons we got divorced, probably. Oh well! Love the books anyway!