My Day So Far

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Questions, question, questions. While I'm happy that Ryan is so curious and interested in learning, the incessant questions are driving me nuts! It's never just one question; it is a question, then a follow-up, then a demand to know why that was my answer, then, finally, him asking if he can eat and/or fight the subject in question.
An illustration:
Ryan: (looking at an ocean book): What type of shark is this?
Me: It looks like a hammerhead shark.
Ryan: Is it a hammerhead, or does it look like a hammerhead shark?
Me: It is a hammerhead shark.
Ryan: How do you know?
Me: Because I can read, and it says 'hammerhead' right there on the page.
Ryan: How come you can read?
Me: Because I went to school.
Ryan: Why did you go to school? Did you go to preschool? Was it my preschool? Are you in my class? Did you have a shark in your class? Did the shark know how to read? Was it a good reader? Was it a hammerhead shark reader?
Me: aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Ryan: What was that sound? Why did you make that sound?
Me: Read your book.
Ryan: Mom, can I eat a hammerhead shark? If he was a mean shark, could I fight him? I would use my super  powers and go 'BANG! PSHHH! WHOA!' and then I would go 'Hi-YA!' and I would make him have a time out but then we would be friends again if he shared his fruit snacks with me. Mom, may I have a fruit snack?
Me: Sure. Here you go.
Ryan: Wow, shark fruit snacks! Hey Mom, what type of shark is this?
Me: (opening bottle of Advil) *sigh*
The best part: This all occured before 7:30am.