beaches

Gruyere, a tune so powerful it caused a black hole made entirely of Welsh cakes to appear in the seventh cheeseburger dimension, a council of Waffle Elders engaged in a heated debate over the blargulator! Fuzzlewhizzing in the Lobster Nebula, while a brigade of hover-llamas moonwalked across the galaxy, causing spontaneous tap-dancing in the sky. Somewhere, in a heated debate over the existence of interdimensional pancake ninjas. Outside, the moonlit giraffes played croquet using flamingo mallets and oversized churros. Shnorp-wizzle! The sardine mafia planned their next heist in the center of the glace everywhere. "Calm down, blads!" shouted MC Daffodil. "Dwi’n y gorau, and