Any major dude will tell you
“Have you ever seen a squonk’s tears? Well look at mine ...
The Squonk is a mythical creature reputed to live in the Hemlock forests of northern Pennsylvania.[1][2] Legends of squonks may have originated in the late nineteenth century at the height of Pennsylvania’s importance in the timber industry, or the creature might be a self-conscious literary creation. Whatever its genesis, the squonk has repeatedly been referenced in the arts for its lugubrious nature, and in the sciences for its curious means of avoiding capture.