Dear to all my friends, welcome to Wonderland - a land of WONDER.

Oh, and mad people please, I suspect that you didn't know that only mad people can come here.

Like my lovely Cheshire had said: you can't help that. We're all mad here.

Like a growling dog and a purrling cat.

So happy that he doesn't know the difference between a cat and a dog.

Please that he grins, a grin without a cat, love that joke.

You know, not all cat can talk, and not all cat can grin, which, not everyone can get an invite card to this place.

But then, everyone can get an invited card, just need to find a way in, and a way out.

And hopefully, not too bad when you're out.

Cause that means your game, is over.

Oh, and have to say, I find a way out,

“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?”
“That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,” said the Cat.
“I don’t much care where—” said Alice.
“Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,” said the Cat.
“—so long as I get somewhere,” Alice added as an explanation.
“Oh, you’re sure to do that,” said the Cat, “if you only walk long enough.” 

“But I don’t want to go among mad people,” Alice remarked.
“Oh, you can’t help that,” said the Cat: “we’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.”
“How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice.
“You must be,” said the Cat, “or you wouldn’t have come here.” 

“To begin with,” said the Cat, “a dog’s not mad. You grant that?”
“I suppose so,” said Alice.
“Well, then,” the Cat went on, “you see a dog growls when it’s angry, and wags it’s tail when it’s pleased. Now I growl when I’m pleased, and wag my tail when I’m angry. Therefore I’m mad.”
“I call it purring, not growling,” said Alice.
“Call it what you like,” said the Cat.”