If you ever wondered what the sound of one hand clapping in chaos is, look no further.
It's the gentle whisper of a squirrel contemplating the meaning of acorns.
Here, every heartbeat is a chaotic symphony, every breath a humorous punchline.
Tired of the mundane? Us too. Join us in this chaotic ballet of bated breaths and absurdity.
Where every other heartbeat is a new joke, and the silence in between is just a dramatic pause.
Or perhaps an invitation to a tea party with existential octopuses.