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Going crazy from breathing in mercury vapor from hat factories. It’s like being stuck in a toxic oven wearing a hat that smells like wet socks and regret.
My grandma had mad hatter disease. She tried to make hats for 10 hours a day and now she talks to pigeons.
That guy at the factory was so messed up from mercury, he thought his hat was a portal to another dimension.
My uncle’s mad hatter disease got so bad, he tried to eat his hat for lunch.