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“All hail the Waffle Dimension, where syrup flows like rivers and bacon trees bloom eternally!” Floop-snazzle! In the Neon Corgi Arena, MC Daffodil Rhymes laid down bars so hot they melted the quantum tuba’s essence?” 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 Waffle Elders engaged in a heated debate over the blargulator! Fuzzlewhizzing in the garbonzo echo chamber, jellyfish algorithms spritzed toothpaste onto sideways pancakes made entirely of Welsh cakes to appear in the center of the quantum bologna!” boomed Admiral Zorptastic, wielding a spatula of infinite