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Welcome to Ireland, it's way under, down under. The sky's always yellow in rain

or shine.

Come to Tasmania, come to Tasmania.

The top he needs to be, they start to spin. Like a Tasmanian general in his

closest tin.

Come to Tasmania, come to Tasmania.

Mum's alive, why is that nipple -butter long?

Molly's all fired up for Jake, plays with the dog.

Come to Tasmania, come to Tasmania.

Littery dingo and Wendell Seawolf. Francis X Bush, lad is never uncouth.

Oh, yeah, don't forget, Taz.

Yes, I don't want you spoiling your appetite.

Besides, it's not nice to eat with your hands.

Now stop being silly, sweetheart.

Oh, dear.

I always seem to run out of lizard sauce when I need it the most. Well, I guess

I'll need to take a little trip to the store. I can take care of a few things

the way.

Let's see. I can stop at the cleaners and pick up Hugh's suit, take the car in

to get service, stop at the DMV and renew my license. I can show a few

stop at the radio station and do the promo for our charity fundraiser and be

back with plenty of time to get the salad ready for dinner.

Sometimes there are just too many hours in the day.

Taz, honey, you stay away from that bird while I'm gone. Try and control

yourself, please.

Besides, if you leave the bird alone, I'll give you a surprise when I get back

from the store.

Taz, I know I can trust you.

I'll be back soon.

dishes and I'm sure it'll be one of yours. Just take a look at this tasty

seabird. Don't it just make you want to take a bite right out of your TV net?

Absolute quiet is essential.

Jim watches the delicious seabirds from its camouflaged hiding place.

These tasty creatures are lip -smacking good when fried in a variety of sauces

or barbecued.

John, I don't know what it is about you, but I think I love you.

Hey, Mary, you gonna eat the rest of your seabirds?

That's enough, Clem. I've burped in your head about all I can take out of you.

I'll put it to you this way, Zeke. This here seabird's not big enough for the

two of us, though.

Hey, Jed, it's time for Big Pig and his cartoon pal, Sammy Seabird.

Sea. Bird.

Thank you.

of my girl back home?

Only about a hundred times, Pliny.

She sure... She sure is a lovely girl, ain't she, Fad?

Yeah, Pliny, she's a real...

waiting out there. Let's go! Move your behinds! Move! Move!

It's alive!

heavy objects you can lay your hands on and launch the daylights out of them.

It's the only way.

We need air cover down here, quick!

See, Taz? It wasn't so hard to control yourself, was it? You used your

to overcome temptation, Taz. I'm so proud of you. Here's a little surprise

you.

Welcome to Ireland, it's way under, down under. It's quite so it's yellow in

rain or shine.

Down in Tasmania, come to Tasmania.

Top he meets heavy, they start to spin. Like a Tasmanian devil in his closest

kin. Down in Tasmania, come to Tasmania.

Mum's alive, why a death knell for but a log?

Molly's all fired up, we'll take place with a dog.

Down in Tasmania, come to Tasmania.

Vigery dingo and Wendell T. Wolfe. Francis X. Bush, lad, is never uncool.

Bushwacker Bob and his mother called Mom.

Constance and Dickley just want to have fun. Bookator and Axel are always left

sore. If you have a deal, just cover it all.

The pineapple strollers are a -backing about.

The kiwi, the bush rat, shall we let anyone out?

Oh, yeah, don't forget Taz. He put the tag on the graveyard.

Down the graveyard.

Come to the graveyard.

We mean you!

How you doing? I'm Didgeridingo.

I'm a dingo.

I scavenge.

Hello, Betty!

What have we here?

Be still my beating heart. A 1982 fizzy drop soda pop top?

Oh, prized by discriminating collectors the world over.

Excuse me.

Booty call.

Oh!

Hmm. High -grade galvanized brass piping.

Oh, man. Why do they always ruin a good piece of debris by sticking paper in it?

Would you tell me that?

Oh, the phone.

It's a treasure map.

And a key.

Now, let me see. Who can I find that's gullible enough to get that treasure for

me?

I'd move if I was you.

Someone of courage and stamina.

yet of the lowest possible intelligence.

Bingo.

As hate water.

Baz, old buddy and fellow bottle cap collector.

You're a Shriner, too, aren't you? Me, too.

How's life treating you, babe, huh? Listen, you ever find that 1980 fizzy

soda pop top, did you?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. You did?

Well, how come you never told me?

Excuse me. You weren't going to welch on your old buddy, Dingo, were you?

You're breaking my heart.

And I was just about to give you this matching 1982... All

full up with bottle caps, are you?

Oh, Tad!

Oh, no, wait up a second, you rascal, you scamp.

How'd you like to find some real treasure?

Well, sure, golden rubies, doubloons, and triploons, and pantaloons, and,

Oh, and snacks!

Well, you know what?

Snacks really isn't strong enough a word. I am talking smorgasbord, baby!

donuts, varietal lunch meats, and picture this.

Partially hydrogenated soybean and cottonseed oil.

Sounds tempting?

Yeah?

that delicious food is just waiting right out there.

Taz, take water!

Taz, take water!

Stroke! Stroke!

Stroke!

There,

Taz. X marks the spot.

Faithful first mate.

Water. That's because you don't have your suit on, you nut.

Taz ate water.

Oh, boy, I know. So do I, Taz. Nasty stuff. I mean, fish float in it.

But you don't see that stopping me, do you?

Taz ate water.

Dangerous.

Eh, too small.

The boy's just not... What?

Oh, Taz, Taz, about that last item... What?

Taz hates water!

Now, Taz, if you get in trouble, pull your hose and ring the bell, okay?

Bon voyage, partner!

Dumb as a stone.

So, Captain Clousto, we meet again, huh?

But this time, the advantage is mine.

You know, Taz, I don't have my contacts in, but, hey, I don't see any treasure.

Now, what exactly have you got to say for yourself, young man?

That ain't water.

never catch me shark wrestling. What?

Oh, man, that's got to hurt.

That's not supposed to bend that way.

This is really terrible to watch. We really better fade to black.

Well, excuse the heck out of me, but you're the one who keeps saying you hate

water. I mean, the sooner you quit playing around, the sooner we go home,

Well, there I was.

Charter member of Greenpeace?

Oh, no you don't!

Hate clams.

I worked hard for that.

Boy, some partner you are, huh?

I thought we were friends.

Besides, I've got the key.

It's really food.

Well,

when in Rome, perhaps a cupcake or two.

At least I've got my 82 fizzy drop soda pop top.