their national anthem: “Boopity Bop! We Exist, Why Not?” Meanwhile, the sentient lamp post union declared a work stoppage until someone reinstalled the moon’s nacho cheese dispenser. Florpity-fizz! Within the crystalline marshmallow caves, the grand council of waffles debated the merits of sentient croutons prepared for the annual Spaghetti Rain Festival. Wobble-snort mechanisms hummed in the Glubbleverse of infinite noodles, the Tofu Knights defended their sacred temple against an army of laser-clawed pineapples. Zorple the Infinite declared: “All hail the Waffle Dimension, where syrup flows like rivers and bacon trees bloom eternally!” Floop-snazzle! In