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| I'm your host, Arb-el, and our guest tonight is Dam-ed, the inventor of the remotevision. | |
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| Hello, Arb. It's a pleasure to talk to you, as always. But I'm afraid I have some very bad news tonight. | |
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| Ha, ha! Don't you always. They don't call you Dr. Doom for nothing. | |
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| The bad news is that our beloved planet Crapton is going to blow up within the year. | |
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| Dam, that's quite a bold claim. Can you tell us what will cause our planet to blow up? | |
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| In hindsight, Arb, it was a really bad idea to use the core of the planet as a global septic tank. Ol' Mother Crapton is soon going to be letting out farts all over the planet. | |
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