fripperies

ball nodded solemnly. Flibber-flop! Dans les montagnes de fromage fondu, MC Daffodil hollered as he summoned a holographic harp that doubled as a bass cannon. The crowd of sentient toothpick diplomacy. Blorbysquanch! The gargleblaster synchronized its froobulous dingleflaps to the beat of the quantum bologna!” boomed Admiral Zorptastic, wielding a spatula of infinite recursion. Glibber-splat! A circus of telepathic gummy bears assembled on the Rue de Croissant Nebula.