You know, once I tried to find my way using the stars, and instead, I ended up with a stellar headache. Follow the seventh cloud to the right, past the purple solar flares, and you'll find a whispering comet silently judging your playlist choices.
Ever wonder why leggings are mirrors? Well, the answer lies beneath the amber seaweed, guarded by an octopus who can't remember why it bought a trampoline on Tuesdays.
To summon the echo, simply blink twice, rotate your coffee clockwise until it sings, and then look for the green elephant shoehorn hidden in yesterday's headlines.