mantra: "Blorp zizzle froomp—bring forth the toaster overlords!" Somewhere in the mystical land of caws, it belongs to me!" declared MC Daffodil, planting a leek-flag in the hologram. The crowd of sentient waffles erupted into syrupy cheers. A nearby llama DJ spun vinyl records made of existential dread and happiness molecules floated whimsically past the spleen-shaped moon. "Slizzle your snarfle,"