(Man sitting at a desk; the set behind him says 'Today in
Parliament'.)
Cyril: In the debate a spokesman accused the Government of
being silly and doing not at all gbod things. The member accepted
this in a spirit of healthy criticism, but denied that he'd ever
been naughty with a choirboy. Angry shouts of 'what about the
watermelon, then?' were ordered by the Speaker to be stricken from
the record and put into a brown paper bag in the lavvy. Any further
interruptions would be cut off and distributed amongst the poor. For
the Government a Front Bench Spokesman said the agricultural tariff
would have to be raised, and he fancied a bit. Furthermore, he
argued, this would give a large boost to farmers, and a lot of fun
to him, his friend and Miss Moist of Knightsbridge. From the back
benches there were opposition shouts of 'postcards for sale' and a
healthy cry of 'who likes a sailor, then?' from the Minister without
Portfolio. Replying, the Shadow Minister said, he could no longer
deny the rumors but he and the dachshund were very happy; and, in
any case, he argued, rhubarb was cheap and what was the harm in a
sauna bath.
(Cut to narrator. Caption on screen: '7 HOURS LATER')
Narrator: ... were not involved. The Minister of
Technology (cut to photograph of minister with a wombat on his
shoulder) met the three Russian leaders today (Russian
leaders again all with wombats on their shoulders) to discuss a
£4 million airliner deal. None of them were indigenous to Australia,
carried their babies in pouches or ate any of those yummy eucalyptus
leaves. Yum, yum. That's the news for wornbats, and now Attila the
Bun!