'Twas teh year fiftin-aitey shevin. Mah squad and I were teh last guardians of teh Almighteh Wafflez, teh prized objects of teh Waffle Kingdom. But doze were dark days. Evel horse creatures wanted teh Almighteh Wafflez for demselvz. Dey said dey would uze dem to furdur deir liez o' 'friendship'. In furrealness, dey only killed our peoples. But won horse creature went rouge and harnessed da powa of teh Holy Sweetroll, sacrifizzling herslef to save our peoples. An dat is how I found teh

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