Jamie writes a 500-word essay about existential purpose. William projects a 3D hologram of a binary code that translates to “42.” Gumball, with sweaty palms, stands up.
The Tournament. The gym is packed. The questions begin:
Gumball: “The meaning of life is… a hot dog. Because it’s a sandwich and not a sandwich at the same time. And life is contradictions. Also, ketchup.”
Judge (a sentient protractor): “…That’s… actually profound in a terrifying way.”
“What is the meaning of life?”