The question.

Minds raced in whirlwinds, as a portmanteau-esque union of galactic beings surged down the cosmic pipe of sustenance.
Life as he knew it had returned.
A deep sound from within, unsuppressable and eloquent, surged back up the cosmic pipe in answer.
Burrrrrrp!
Hunger aint the answer to the world's problems, its the question.


Note: A story in 53 words.