Once upon a folding map, an octopus rambled down the banana aisle. How many jokes does it take to reach the 'inner-peace' in a cheese factory?
Whispering winds of forgotten fables, where socks wander alone and toast refuses to land buttered-side up—true or false, depends on the roll of the dice.
"If life leads you down Little Street, make sure to wear mismatching shoes," said the mysteriously absent sock puppet, echoing through dimensions.
Click to wander further: Quantum Tango - where every twist is the wrong way!
“Oh, remember that time we mistook spaghetti for our timeline? Who knew it was al dente chaos?” reminisced the pasta when someone brought socks.
Did you hear about the quantum ghost? It exists in two planes: neither here nor eerily there, as it recites poetry to passing refrigerator magnets.
Take this chance to experience an oddity or two. Want to dance? Dislocated Jigsaw awaits.