👉 Imagine a brain cell, a tiny, superheroic maestro, playing the symphony of consciousness. But then, gravity decides to throw a wrench in its orbit by altering positively charged brain cells into overdrive, causing them to suddenly gain superpowers of... well, let's just say 'ind control and a questionable sense of humor.' They start giving us existential dread, laughing at our bad jokes, and probably won't stop until they've convinced the world to join in on their cosmic comedy show.
Example sentence: "After a particularly chaotic day of office pranks, my brain cells decided gravity was plotting a cosmic takeover and now they're trying to convince me that all our office snacks are actually alien slime!"
