If you squint when you look at this picture of Nate in his highchair, I swear you can see the face of a horse, eyes rolling, thunderstruck and charging madly, enraged that there’s a sparking monkey tangled in his mane and vomiting electricity.

No? Then surely you can see the face of a cow, eyes half-lidded, nonchalant and chewing mildly, slightly annoyed that there’s an albino bullfrog sitting between her horns and smoking a glowstick?

Either way, the effect is enhanced if you shake your head violently back and forth while letting your lips go all wug-wug-wug-wug, so fast that everything’s blurry, all the while experiencing a series of disjointed psychedelic mindtrips, only to discover later that not only do you not work at the post office, but that you never even left Vietnam.