Once upon a time, in a land not too far from the distant corner of absurdity, a chicken with a monocle declared:
“Why did the human cross the road? To ask the duck for stock advice!”
The squirrel and the moon had a betting game every Tuesday. Turns out, nuts never lose—except on Thursdays with rain.
A wise old lamp once said, “I am not a lightbulb, I am a celestial beacon for lost socks!”
In the enchanted garden of shrinking dreams, a talking carrot declared:
“Vegetable warfare is the greatest ever planned, just ask the rebellion of the potatoes—they're mashed!”