Haystacks and bales. If you remember, our scene is one of the
myriad Kak-Ronald burger planets that are sprunging up all over the universe.
If you don't remember, the scene is a yam patch, eight miles north east of
What on earth are we doing in this yam patch?
Um, looking for yams?
I remember! We're supposed to be on a Kak-Ronald's planet.
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Ah, that's better Dana, back at the hamburger plot. Dana.
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O Doctor, here you are. What a relief. If it hadn't been for
that itinerant yam herder with his transistor radio, I never would have
remembered where I was supposed to be. O, a dead clown.
Dana, this is that Kak-Ronald's robot clown from the last
I don't remember him.
Don't say that. You'll have us back in that damn yam patch.
What yam patch?
Carrot Dana and help me drag this robot into that alcove.
There's a bunch of these Kak-Ronald's robot clowns coming this way. Well done
Dana, and not a moment too soon.
Sound of marching and horns blowing
Wow! I haven't seen such precision clown marching since my
brother's passing out ceremony at Duntroon.
Your brother's in the army?
Well sort of. He's a tank. Well, he's only pretending really
but they haven't found out yet.
They haven't found out?
Well he can hit the target seven times out of ten. Which is
more than real tanks can do.
Horrifyingly fascinating Dana, but totally useless
information. Now, put on this robot's clown suit. You're going undercover as a
Where are they? They should have been in this yam patch ages ago. O well. I expect we'll dig them up, in the next exciting yam patch of Dr Poo-oo!
Transcribed by Phil from his own off-air recording.
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