Little Jimmy was playing with a friend on the playground, when his friend asked him a question....

"Do you know what purple passion is? I heard about it on TV and my mom won't answer me."
"No." replied Jimmy "However, I can ask the teacher!" and with that jimmy was off to ask his teacher.

"Mrs. Teacher, my friend asked me a question and I don't know the answer, would you happen to know the answer?" Jimmy asked.

"I may, what is the question Jimmy?"

"What is purple passion?"

When Jimmy asked his question, the teacher's face turned red with outrage, and she ordered him to go to the principal's office.bWhen Jimmy arrived at his office, the principal asked why he had been sent to him.
"Sir, I was playing on the playground and my friend asked me a question, I didn't know the answer so I asked the teacher, and she sent me here."

"What was the question young man?" The principal asked Jimmy.

"Sir, do you know what purple passion is?"

The principle stared at Jimmy in stunned silence for a moment, then phoned Jimmy's father and told him Jimmy was to be suspended immediately and indefinitely, and that he would need to be picked up as soon as possible.
When his father picked him up, he was reasonably upset.

"Son, the principal would not tell me why you were suspended, other than that you used some very inappropriate language. What happened?"

"Well, I was playing on the playground with my friend, when he asked me a question, I didn't know the answer so I asked the teacher, who got mad at me and sent me to the principal, when I told him what I asked her, he called you and told me I was suspended."

"So what did you ask, son?"

"Dad, do you know what purple passion is?"

His dad, usually a quite serious man, burst out laughing, having to pull over to avoid an accident. When he finished, he said "Son, I think I have to divert your question to your mother, ask her when you get home."

At this point little Jimmy was getting pretty curious about this 'purple passion', but he was a good boy and listened to his parents, so when he got home he went straight to his mother.

"What are you doing home? Did school release early today?"

"No mother, I got suspended."

"WHAT? Why did you get suspended?"

"Well, I was playing on the playground with my friend, when he asked me a question, I didn't know the answer so I asked the teacher, who got mad at me and sent me to the principal, when I told him what I asked her, he called dad and told me I was suspended, and then dad picked me up and asked me why I was suspended, so I told him what I asked the teacher and he laughed and he told me to ask you. So mom, what is purple passion?"

His mother had never looked so furious in his life as she did when she ordered him to his room and told him not to come out until called for. He spent a few hours in there before his older brother snuck in the window.

"Whoa, little man, what are you doing here? You skippin too?"

"No brother, I was playing with my friend at school and he asked me a question, I didn't know the answer so I asked the teacher who got mad and sent me to the principals office, and when I asked him he called dad and suspended me, I asked dad on the ride home and he told me to ask mom, I asked mom and she grounded me. Maybe you will know big brother, what is purple passion?"

With this a mischievous grin crept onto his brother's face.

"Oh man little bro, you got yourself in deep. The only person that can answer your question is the Sheriff."

The family knew the local police well, living only a block away from their combination firehouse/precinct building. So little Jimmy climbed out of the window with his brothers help and went on his own to ask the sheriff. When he arrived the sheriff was sitting at his desk, and was duly surprised at seeing the boy.

"Little Jimmy, what brings you here, on a school day no less? Are you turning yourself for truancy?" With that the Sheriff chuckled.

"No sir, I was playing with a friend at school when he asked me a question, I didn't know the answer so I asked the teacher, she got mad and sent me to the principal, I asked him and he called my dad and suspended me, I asked my dad on the way home and he told me to ask my mom, she grounded me when I asked her, and my brother, who is a skipper, came in the window so I asked him, he told me only you would be able to answer the question."

Intrigued, the Sheriff asked him to repeat the question.

"Mr. Sheriff, what is purple passion."

Without hesitation the sheriff pulled out his gun and put some lead between little Jimmy's eyes. But this was not the end of little Jimmy. The next thing he new he was staring at St. Peter at his podium in front of the pearly gates. Looking a little stunned, St. Peter spoke after referencing his book.

"Son, it says here you were shot by a sheriff, what did you do to deserve that?"

"Well Mr. St. Peter sir, I was playing with a friend at school and he asked me a question, I didn't know the answer so I asked the teacher, the teacher got mad and sent me to the principal and the principal got mad, called my dad and suspended me. On the way home I asked my dad, he laughed and told me to ask my mom, when I got home I asked my mom and she grounded me, then my brother snuck back home and I asked him, he told me to go to the police place and ask the sheriff. I asked the sheriff and I think he shot me."

"What did you ask the sheriff, Jimmy?"

"I don't want to say."

"Come little one, I doubt it could be that bad."

"Ok, Mr. St. Peter sir, what is purple passion?"

With that the clouds opened up beneath Jimmy's feet, and he fell for what seemed like years. When he finally landed he was in hell. He wandered around for a while before running into a succubus. Very curious, she asked "Kid, what the hell are you doing in hell?"

Shocked that he was in hell, the story just fell from his lips "I was playing with a friend when he asked me a question, I didn't know the answer so I asked the teacher, she got mad and sent me to the principal, who suspeneded me when he heard the question, so I asked my dad on the way home who laughed and told me to ask mom, my mom got mad and sent me to my room where I met my brother sneaking back in, so I asked him and he told me to go ask the sheriff so I asked the sheriff and the pig shot me, so I asked St. Peter and he sent me to hell. Ms. Demon lady, do you know what purple passion is."

Her face went stony and she pointed at a building in the distance. "All such questions are to be directed at Lucifer himself."

Very scared, but wanting an answer, Jimmy made the long trek to the Devil's office. When he arrived Lucifer was in the middle of some paperwork, but looked up just a tad bit surprised.

"Little Jimmy, I wasn't expecting you before your brother, what brings you to hell?"

"Well I was playing in with a friend at school, and he asked me a question. I didn't know the answer so I asked the teacher, the teacher got mad and sent me to the principal, the principal suspended me after I asked him so I asked my dad, my dad laughed and told me to ask my mother, when I asked mom she grounded me, and my brother snuck into the room so I asked him as well, but he told me the only person allowed to answer the question was the Sheriff, so went to the police building and asked him, but he shot me, then I was in heaven and St. Peter asked me why I died, and when I asked him the question he sent me to hell, where I met a demon lady who, when asked, told me to ask you. So please, please, please Mr. Devil sir, can you tell me what purple passion is?"

Lucifer starts to laugh, but calms down quickly. "Little Jimmy, purple passion is a five minute joke with no other purpose than to waste your time."

TL;DR: You beat the system, congrats.