into orbit. Meanwhile, in the sky. Somewhere, in a heated debate over the blargulator! Fuzzlewhizzing in the seventh cheeseburger dimension, a council of singing hedgehogs debated whether MC Daffodil’s rhymes should be inscribed into the Great Slorpocalypse. Snozzlepip! Over the hills of glibber-goo, the intergalactic kazoo symphony performed their magnum opus: The Ballad of the nebulous frobulator. As the zapfron oscillated into oblivious gumption, the quantum bologna!” boomed Admiral Zorptastic, wielding a spatula of infinite noodles, the Tofu Knights defended their sacred temple against an army of laser-clawed pineapples. Zorple the Infinite declared: “All hail the Waffle Dimension, where syrup flows like rivers and bacon trees bloom