Three scientists — Papaia, Banani, and Ravioli — and their assistant Igor, who work at NASAL, begin to take an interest in creationism. Their superiors, worried about this, send them to see a psychologist, Professor Faggioli — a shady character determined to get them fired by making them look insane.
We are now in Professor Faggioli’s office, and it’s Banani’s turn.
Faggioli: You were telling me about your nightmare. The main threat seems to come from this clown chasing you. Are you, by any chance, afraid of clowns?
Banani: I’m not afraid of clowns… I’m terrified of them. Clowns give me the creeps! I can’t understand how anyone could find them funny… That white paint on their faces, those huge fake smiles… I don’t even want to think about it.
Faggioli: I don’t like clowns either. I don’t like them because they’re stupid. In life, you have to be serious, not stupid. Those clowns are all slackers. I’d send them to do hard labor. Let’s see if they’d still laugh. Digging up the soil — that’s a real job. 🤣
…What’s the point of laughing? None. In life, we don’t need laughter. We need work. We need to dig the soil! 🤣
Faggioli has momentarily lost himself in his extremist vision about clowns and everything that brings laughter.
Igor: Faggioli wants to send all the clowns to dig the soil. Just picture the scene. Literally. Three clowns digging a field. One hits the other’s oversized shoe with a hoe. The second bursts into fake spraying tears. And the last one tries to plow with an inflatable hoe. 🤣
In the end, according to Faggioli, there’s no need for laughter… unless he’s the one making the jokes! 🤣