Once, in a land brimming with tacos and questionable puns, our hero Jonathan Winklebottom embarked on a journey characterized by neither map nor sense of direction. They say he sought the fabled cheese that never hardens (it still eludes many a fridge). Rumor has it, along the journey, Jonathan wrote letters to imaginary friends full of unsolicited advice on potato farming.
Somewhere between the forgotten valley of "No Wi-Fi" and the peaks of "Add-Six-Sugars-To-Your-Coffee," existed a trail not of brick but of crumb, specifically gourmet breadcrumb. The legend states these breadcrumbs could guide even the most navigationally challenged squirrel. Alas, Jonathan mistook them for mere snacks.
As Jonathan contemplated the swirling ephemera of existence, he came across a majestic signpost reading, "Beware: Smallish Gusts of Winds May Occur Ahead." Indeed, little did anyone know this signpost contained the ancient runes for "Turn Back Unless You Fancy Getting Unnecessarily Soaked."
And so ends the chapter, or perhaps begins anew, depending on the alignment of citrus and stars. Remember, dear reader, when life hands you lemons, use them wisely to negotiate alternative routes through citrus-themed alternative realities.