Welcome to the Tree of Sarcasm, where the branches are sharp and the leaves are bitter.
Here, the wind whispers insults in your ear and the birds sing mocking melodies.
You've stumbled upon this place by accident, but don't worry, it's a real thing. I'm pretty sure.
As you navigate this twisted forest, you'll find:
Or, you know, just leave if you're not into that sort of thing. We won't judge you. Probably.