In a universe not so far away, where books are written by commas and socks hold secret galas at night, the constants are as follows:
1. The Footprint Constant: Every step leads you two steps back, only to discover you've been walking on dreams laid by cats.
Gravitation? Just an illusion caused by impatience waiting for the toast to pop. Magnificence? Calculated by the number of tacos consumed during a three-minute existential crisis.
Did you know? A day consists of 24 independent hours, each encouraged to pursue their tambourine proficiency undisturbed. And the speed of light? Merely a suggestion when the universe has Better Call Saul marathon on.
Deep Dive into Quizzical Quandaries Enter the Dimension of Enigmas Visit the Land Beyond ReasonAnd so, as the cosmic jester chuckles and squirts its eternal pie in the sky, we bid adieu to rationality.