Blip bing bang bonanzo brain rot incoming of the lil energies bubbling like a tower of soap charging them up to explode simultaneously. Flimsy famboozled flabbergasting mash of words conjured up so the spell can finally take form as the witch brooms away towards the fairy dust. Magical beings ruptured as each fire blooms. This is just the start I must be consistent with NOO constraints without a shadow of doubt that may sway. Come with ME as we tumble down this lane.