Questions, Questions

I preached today at Church. I was talking about questioning God...I wound up looking up a bunch of stupid questions just for fun, I picked a few that I liked that I was unable to use. I hope you enjoy the questions:

You know the signs on restaurant doors? No Shirt, No Shoes, No Service? what if someone goes in with No Pants? Would the restaurant still have to serve them?
Why do we sing "Rock a bye baby" to lull our little ones to sleep when the song is about putting your baby in a tree and letting the wind crash the cradle to the ground?
Why do sleeping pills have warning labels that state :'Caution: May Cause Drowsiness?
Do nudists have pin-ups of people with clothes on?
Do people who use sign language see little hands in their head when they think about what somebody said, or do they hear the words in their head?
Why are the adjectives 'fast as' and 'slow as' often used in conjunction with hell, is hell slow or fast?
Could someone be addicted to counseling? If so, how would you treat them?
Is there ever a day that mattresses are not on sale?
Is eating a mermaid considered cannibalism?
Why does it say do not use before work with heavy machinery on the back of childrens tylenol?
Why is it written "May contain traces of peanuts or other kind of nuts" on peanut butter jars.
Did Yankee Doodle name the feather, hat, town, or his pony Macaroni?
Why is it that people duck in the rain, do they really think the rain won't hit them?
Why isn't phonetic spelled the way it sounds?

I found these here.

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