Located in the farthest region of sanity, Reality is many a splendored place. The grass broken and brown and the air smells like chlorofluorocarbons heated to a temperature that is most unnatural. Sounds are often harsh, crashing through the inner membrane of every cell in your body. Everything here is sharp, jagged. Not many people enjoy it there, but often have not a choice.
But do not fear, there is an escape. Beveranges, ranging in potency from that of chocolate milk to vodka, can prevent contact with this most fatal of worlds. The best psychiatric developments, such as LSD, take the "tourist" as we call them, far, far out of the boundaries of Reality.
Possible side effects are death, brain damage, and more death.
"Dude, where are we? It's so hot here, and everything is prickly!"
-"I don't know what this place is, but I don't like it...I've heard on the news that it's called....Reality? How do we get somewhere else?"
"Have you heard about the new product? I can't remember what it's called...LMD....LF....LSD! That's it! Through this genious spaceship, we can go anywhere!"
(Together) "Hooray for science!"