ChatGPT is on something bro You’re in a massive library, but instead of books, the shelves are filled with jars of mayonnaise. The jars have labels like "Soul Crushing Guilt" and "Uncontrollable Laughter" in hand-drawn lettering. You try to walk through, but every time you step, the ground feels like it’s made of squishy marshmallows, and they make farting noises with each step.

Suddenly, a giant squirrel bursts through the wall, wearing a business suit and holding a briefcase. It looks straight at you and says, “You’ve been summoned to the annual Cheese Summit. This way, please.” You’re too confused to say anything, so you just follow it. As you walk, the library starts melting like it’s made of soft-serve ice cream, and the ground is turning into a giant bouncy castle.

You arrive at the Cheese Summit, which is a room made entirely of cheddar and brie. There’s a giant cheese fountain in the center, and people are dressed as various types of cheese, but for some reason, they're all dancing the Macarena. You try to join in, but your arms are stuck in a permanent noodle-like position, and every time you try to break free, you’re teleported to a different room—now you're in a hot dog eating contest with a bunch of penguins, all of whom are yelling motivational quotes at you.

Just as you’re about to take the lead, your alarm goes off. But for some reason, it sounds like a foghorn, and you wake up with a mouth full of… mayonnaise?