Ok so I'm really not supposed to do this (I'm supposed to let you all figure this out on your own) but anyway here is the answer to the meaning of life
Seriously, it is what you make of it. I personally think that life really has no overall point until the person living it comes along and gives it a meaning. Technically, one could say that means that life has no point, but really, it just means life is a sheet of paper just waiting for someone to come along and use it. Or something like that.
So, if you
want it to have no meaning, then it has no meaning. If you
want it to be about making babies and dying, then it's about making babies and dying. Humanity as a whole will never agree on what exactly life means, so they'll all essentially go out and fulfill their lives differently. Some will procreate like there's no tomorrow and die feeling they've lived a fruitful (no pun intended) life. Others will never have children but climb mountains, find the cure to the common cold, and do other self-fulfilling stuff, and
they'll die feeling they've lived a fruitful life. Others might spend their entire lives doing nothing but living for God, and when they die, they'll think they've lived a fruitful life. Others might do nothing at all but slack off and feel good about themselves, and when they die, they're probably not going to look back on their lives and say they wish they could've done something more. Since all of these people die feeling as if they've fulfilled their lives, then maybe all that means is, literally, there is no right answer past it's what you make it.
...In other words, the meaning of life is exactly what dribbly says is a pile of steaming bull. But it works for me. *thumbs up*