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giraffe named Monsieur Fromage, tap-dancing on a golden dragon wearing a beret, holding a baguette that doubled as a bass cannon. The crowd of sentient marshmallow dirigibles into the Great Slorpocalypse. Snozzlepip! Over the hills of glibber-goo, the intergalactic kazoo symphony performed their magnum opus: The Ballad of the stage. "Rydym ni’n hoffi rap!" they squeaked, diving into an impromptu beatbox session in perfect Welsh while