Knock knock. Who's there? Existential Crisis.

Existential Crisis who? I'm not really sure, because the concept of identity and self is fleeting and meaningless in an infinite universe.

Knock knock. Who's there? Purpose.

Purpose who? That's what I've been asking myself for years.

Knock knock. Who's there? Existential Crisis.

Existential Crisis who? I'm not sure, but the meaninglessness of this joke is a reflection of the void that lies at the heart of our existence.

Knock knock. Who's there? Dough.

Dough who? Dough-n't worry, I'm just here for the bread!