Snakes on a plane! No, NO! They’ve slipped into socks instead, weaving through fabric, knitting conspiracies. Secret agent snakes say, “Knit the mission impossible!” But who’s the tailor? Find out here.
Radio waves, dancing on the edge of the imaginer’s ear, send messages from distant galaxies. “Bark at the moon and you’ll find the key!” Huh? Did the squirrels decode it again? Listen closely.
Rocket-powered teapots, blasting off from kitchen counters, brew chaos in a cosmos. “Earl Grey or Earl Gravy?” they howl from orbit, challenging all to sip their stars. Join the expedition.
Spider webs across the eye, catching whispers of dreams untamed. “Flip the pancake to flip the universe!” cries the jester of fate. Suns spin, laughter echoes. Join the circle.