D-ware
So far out, it’s like the universe forgot about it. Only the people who live there know what it’s like, and even they argue about it every day.
My uncle moved to D-ware and now he talks to cows like they’re his best friends.
You can’t even get pizza in D-ware, you gotta tip a cow for it.
They argue about cow-tipping rules like it’s the most important thing in the world.