We’re Acidmince. The wiggly folds of the surface of our brains are lubricated by a rare substance named cerebropsychial shtonk fluid. It is quite a reality-shattering condition. The fluid is a naturally occurring solution of ink, ethanol, wonder, starlight, and fragments of awareness which have coalesced into a super invasive hyperdimensional space gunk. Every so often, the peculiar liquid will ooze into our sinuses and become so irritating that we have to let out a tremendous sneeze. We have learned to aim the expulsion at pieces of paper to capture the psychedelic splatter in all of its snotty glory. It’s quite a satisfying process and the end results are very intriguing.