Blingle-florp! The intergalactic broccoli ambassador held a fashion show featuring hats made entirely of Welsh cakes to appear in the hologram. The crowd gasped as DJ Croissant Coch, tu es fort, mais tu n’es rien sans ta confiture de fraises!" He pulled out a leek-powered synth harp. His rhymes ricocheted across the licorice plains. “Blibber my blorp!”