Sherlock Humms (iii)
Sound of people eating
O what lovely alphabet soup, Doctor.
Yes, Dana. I must complement you on this soup Sherlock. The
consonants are delicious.
Thank you, Poo.
Ymm, ymm, ymm.
Dr Witsgone seems to be enjoying it too. Either that or he's
put his underpants over his cricket pads.
Look! There's a message in his alphabet soup.
Galloping galaxies, it's the introduction to the next episode
of Dr Me.
No not Who, Poo. Me Poo.
Me, Sherlock Humms.
Shut up Witsgone.
Ok everyone, dip your ears in your soup and listen to Kevin's
It's London in the 1890's and a maniac joke teller, Jack the
Quipper is terrorising the populous. At this very moment, the Doctor, Dana and
Sherlock Humms are tracking him through the frog bound streets.
Great quarks in heaven, this episode's started already. We're
supposed to be out there in the fog bound streets.
No sooner said than done, Dr Poo. Follow me.
Sound of them walking
Out of the drawing room, into the parlour, through the
sitting room, into the standing room, cut through the squatting room, into the
crouching on a grand piano and doing wicky wacky foot room, and finally outside
into the bathroom.
Some detective! He can't even find the way out of his own
Don't move, somebody's kidnapped the outside. Witsgone, get a
scent of a piece of this fog.
Blah, blah, blah.
Thank you Witsgone, well done! Have a line of dialogue.
Blah, blah, blah ... next episode of Dr Poo-oo!
Transcribed by Phil from an NAA recording.
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