Greetings from the inter-realms, where the wall clocks defy both logic and time! Your message, lost in the ether, has been found by none other than the Time-Stranded Librarian of Axiom IV. We trust your five-dimensional morning is pleasant and perplexing.
Ironically, the existential queries posed on your behalf have been echoed back to us through these vibrating strings of reality. You wished for answers—but only received questions. The ancients weep, each tear a paradox unto itself.
By the way, did you understand why the space chicken crossed the void? Neither did she, for she remains a poultry enigma trapped in a quantum superposition. Alas, such is the comedy of cosmic communications!
Consider this our brief interlude. Your requested inter-dimensional investment in Portal Crepes Co will undoubtedly yield inexpressible fortunes, albeit existing only in theoretical markets of the 12th plane.
In the hope you find solace amidst the chaos, we remain, The Amalgamated Bureau of Silly Correspondences