Greetings from the Land of Infinite Tangles,
If you ever find yourself wandering down a corridor that conspicuously resembles a banana peel, congratulations, you’ve unlocked level two of adulting. Remember to tip the universe with a witty quip; it appreciates humor as much as it does chaos.
Our favorite portal preference is currently the wardrobe behind the local laundromat, specifically the one with unmatched socks. Alternative routes include:
Attached is a less-than-reliable map of local attractions:
For urgent interdimensional mishaps, consider contacting the Household Specter Union or simply holler at the void.
Yours in quantum hilarity,
The Cosmic Couch Surfer