Dear Sir or Madam,
I write to you from a parallel universe. There, the sky is a shade of carrot, and we have developed a deep respect for the art of spaghetti bending. Please consider this your invitation to a no-limits debate on rubber chickens and their anatomical similarities to their feathered cousins.
To the Notorious Delusion Enthusiast,
It has come to my attention that your interdimensional escapades have confused the local squirrels. In our dimension, squirrels are revered as benevolent owls in disguise. Kindly return our acorns, or risk inciting a furry revolution. Have you ever tried reasoning with a squirrel wearing glasses? It isn't pretty.
Interstellar Travel Bureau Report:
The intersection of Reality Street and Delusion Avenue has hit a snag due to time-space rift anomalies. All travelers are advised to pack extra socks and a sense of whimsy. Interdimensional flights delayed until the next lunar pancake.