As you know if you live near one, foxes are always asking questions. A wild boar was sharpening his tusks against a tree trunk one day, when along came a curious fox. "Oh, dear," groaned the boar under its breath. "This fox is always asking silly questions. He'll drive me mad one day." "Whatever are you doing?" asked the fox, without saying "Good morning" first. "Sharpening my tusks so I can toss fools in the air," growled the boar. "How odd," replied the fox. "Why do you want to do that?" "To stop them asking stupid questions," snapped the boar, and tossed the fox into the top of the tree.