We used to have an 'answer a question with a question' game.

I found this little snippet when looking for something else.

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In the question game...

NOIZCHILD:  Why do we dream?

SPELLCHICK:  Is it because Shakespeare said we could?

FIREFLY:  Did we need his permission?

NOIZCHILD:  What if I said yes?

GYPPO:  We'd probably ignore you, wouldn't we?  Dost not know, Fair and Mysterious Maiden from a far distant shore, Shakespeare is long in his grave, (although probably a little shorter than he was in the full flower of his living manhood), and well out of copyright, so to parody or misquote the Immortal bard is well within our enfeebled modern grasp, and therefore no grasping lawyer upon this Celestial Globe we fondly refer to as home, no matter how pernicious, sly, and avariciously fond of unearned Shekels from his own creatively written Billable Hours, holds any dominion over our use or even misuse of the hallowed words?

OK - now down a pint of Nether Wallop's Old & Nasty and read it again.  Out loud.

;-)

Jo, after forty seven teetotal years I suspect even three cherry brandy chocolate liqueurs would turn it into an incoherent babble.

Gyppo
 

Very impressive.  It's a lot harder stopping than starting.  I'm lucky - I just never liked it very much.