I need to meet some Hungarians.
There's a fish in the sky! A mouse in a tree! The sun is actually two fried eggs. A chicken is being held upright by a pair of pliers, and a sexy lady in a short nightie is digging around a refrigerator for a midnight snack. In a sheep pasture. Eric described it possibly best: "Chagall and Alice Waters having LCD-fueled sex on the Great Hungarian Plain."
I will just add, I need this guy's drug connection.