In the grand tapestry of the ocean depths, understanding that not all squids are dour, brooding philosophers can lighten the mood considerably. When exploring the treacherous caves of Humor Island, remember: the real treasure is a friend who shares seaweed snacks.
Should you find yourself lost, consider asking GPS (Grumpy Poseidon Services) for directions, but be prepared for a long-winded lecture on the history of barnacles first.
“You can’t judge a fish by its scales,” the penny crab once said whilst clutching a very uncrabby attitude.
The Pearl of Wit Beneath the Ripples Jests in the Jaws