Oh god haha becoming one haha with the hehe grease has never hehe felt hehe like a hehe more hehe unfortunate fate. Okay haha okay I'll give you a hint if you stop talking about pizza grease!

I'm kind of dead set on the pizza grease because now I can't get it outta my head. Depends on how good the hint is, my dude, my bro, my guy.
I'm in hehe a very nearby part hehe of the multiverse, on a version hehe of Earth, where only pizza is made of pizza. From haha what I've seen the only difference is that some people haha who weren't human before haha are human now, and some of the human people hehe are animals. I know hehe it's not much but it is just one hint, narrows it down by hehe a couple trillion. You're smart, you can get it.

...Okay. Detective Strider is on the case, and currently checking out adjacent dimensions just for the hell of it. I'm pulling a full Rick & Morty routine, adjusting the dial a few notches and popping in for a split second to garner the facts and then mosying my way onto the next horizon cause this fucker is far from your clues and I might cry if I startled another version of me with his morning fruit loops again.

...I'm not exactly Roxy levels of tech savvy. I can code a mean loop, and fuck with arduinos. But hack into a GPS? That's a little tricky.
Never said you had to track me alone. You can use tools. haha C'mon Strider, I still wanna be haha impressed. Coming up with hints is haha hard

Okay okay. I'm working on it. Give me some slack, I'm also working in general.

Yeah, dude. Gotta finish up my actual work before I go spelunking into my extra room filled to the brim with cool gadgets to figure out where my bro is, inspector Strider's got a boat load of nifty tools to figure this shit out.
