Once upon a flicker, the calculator cried: "Divide not, lest ye be multiplied!" Thus, the philosopher paused, spoon in hand, contemplating the curry of existence.
The toaster gleamed—a beacon of crispy logic, defying all microwave conspiracies. In its radiant glow, toast turned to golden truths, often buttered, seldom jammed.
The lightbulb's incandescent idea flickered: "Illuminate your ignorance, or at least your fridge!" A splendid ode sung in murmurs by the cats of clarity.