Universe For Sale

Seven, eight, clean your game. Nine, ten, start over again!

Mama always said life was like a box of Universes. You never know what you're gonna get.

You've Jellicly petted a Jellicle Lomri.

In all the tea houses, in all the spaceports, you've walked up to this one.

You've made dads everywhere proud.

You've seen things people wouldn't believe, universes created in the palm of her hand...

You wonder how many universes like this have been lost, like tears in rain.

You made sure the robots said hello to your little friend.

You've purchased every trinket, gadget, and knick-knack for sale. Buy! Consume! Obey!

Once there was an ugly Master. He was so ugly that everyone died. The End!

You've cranked the Windmill up to eleven.

You've tasted the tea of sweet Chaal Bark.

You've asked the computer to never tell you the odds.

You’ve tasted the tea of bitter Podla Berries.

You've tasted the strange, spicy tea of Coyala Flowers.

Your slow blade penetrated the Podla's shields.

You've felt the need-- the need for speed!