Are we there yet? asks Terence.
About half way, says Sweezus.
Which half? asks Terence.
That's a really dumb question, says Sweezus.
I've got nothing to do, says Terence.
You shouldn't have left Gloopy on the bus, says Arthur.
I know, says Terence.
Cheer up, says Sweezus. When we get to Waitpinga there'll be heaps to do.
Like what? asks Terence.
Remember the thermometer? says Arthur.
Where is it? asks Terence.
Gaius has got it, says Arthur.
I'm allowed to use it, says Terence. If I sink to the bottom.
I don't reckon Gaius would've said that, says Sweezus.
He said it was a good idea, says Terence.
Did he? says Sweezus.
But what can I do NOW? asks Terence.
Look at the scenery, says Sweezus.
I'm too low, says Terence.
Sit on my stuff, says Sweezus.
His stuff is under a towel next to Terence.
Beside it is a small suitcase.
The suitcase is flat, the towel stuff is lumpy.
So Terence sits on the suitcase.
Now he can see.
Boring trees and dead bushes.
I spy something brown, says Terence.
Everything, says Arthur.
Correct, says Terence. Your turn.
I spy something yellow, says Arthur
The sun, says Terence.
No, says Arthur.
The road sign, says Sweezus.
No, says Arthur.
We give up, says Terence.
The pustule on the back of my leg, says Arthur.
Good one, bro, says Sweezus. Except no one can see it.
Do you want to? asks Arthur.
No way, says Sweezus. And be careful. Don't pop it or Katherine will crack a fruity.
What's a pus-chool? asks Terence.
A pimple filled with sticky yellow pus, says Sweezus.
It'll probably pop by itself, says Arthur. There's glass in it.
Yikes! says Terence.
Don't worry little buddy, you won't get one, says Sweezus.
Because I never get anything, says Terence.