At the end of a long day at work, I like to pour myself a big glass of milk and lounge around in wild multicolored motley. It doesn't get any better than hanging on the couch with your feet up while rattling off subtle jokes about prominent political figures. Yes, nothing beats exercising your legally protected right to juggle while wearing a silly hat. Really blowing off steam? One word for you: puns.
Imagine an infinite number of alternate dimensions, sliced thin like salami and all layered together in a delicious sandwich of universes. In these parallel strata of time and space, the Squishables are very, very different.