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[synkell]

Why would a broker , with nothing to do not trade with the merchants as they sit there for weeks in front of him?

[Serrational]

Why will Urist not pick the ripe plump helmets in front of him, being the only one assigned to do so? Stop sodding hunting vermin and pick the damn things! You want to eat? Why don't you just have common sense, sir....

[SkyRender]

Why will Urist not pick the ripe plump helmets in front of him, being the only one assigned to do so? Stop sodding hunting vermin and pick the damn things! You want to eat? Why don't you just have common sense, sir....

 He's punishing you for your lack of hubris, of course.  Dwarves are highly vindictive of their overminds, and don't like it when said overminds don't take into account that their subjects need food and drink to survive until it's basically too late.  So they'll put hunting vermin for food as a higher priority than harvesting the Plump Helmets to teach you a lesson about proper planning and having contingencies for when things go wrong.

[ledgekindred]

Although I understand The Greatness of The Left Corner, I still wonder if my miners mine rooms out in the order they do because they are blind stinking drunk and it's all a matter of which way they happen to stumble when they swing the axe.

What kind of dwarf is satisfied by a lavish meal made solely from ant brains?  What kind of dwarf chef decides to make a lavish meal using only ant brains?  What kind of dwarf makes a living collecting barrels of ant brains?

And how the heck do they know about that really nice sock on the battlefield the moment the previous owner has his head lopped off even if they are deep underground?

[SkyRender]

 Now you're getting into the realms of Dwarven beard physics (or knuckle-hair physics, for the ladies).  See, Dwarven beards can sense objects from far, far away and in minute detail.  This is how they know there's a hauling job to be done elsewhere in the fort, and indeed how they pick up instructions from the Overmind (that's you).  It also allows them to do insanely complicated tasks like mincing insect organs with ease: they let their beards do the work, simply guiding their facial hair with their hands.  This is why no Dwarf needs tools for any job save mining and tree-cutting, of course.  Their hair follicles are so hard and sharp that they can perform any task.

 Oh, and those meals of ant brains?  There's a few billion ant brains per meal, so yeah.

[Devling]

I wonder how they...MAKE THIS DELICOUS CAKE! OMNOMNOMNOM!!!

[Musashi]

I'm starting to wonder why can dwarfs drag corpses of huge monster made of bronze, stone, and what-have you, on their own, albeit slowly, but completely unable to fetch more than one cow hoof ring at a time from the stockpile to the trade depot...

[Mister Always]

Union rule. It's out of their hands.