<P> In their home dimension, a popular pastime is Brockian Ultra-Cricket, an awfully violent game which involves hitting people for no readily apparent reason and then running away, before apologizing from some distance--often through a megaphone . Nevertheless, it is 100% unrelated except in name to the Earth sport of cricket . </P> <P> Natives to the small forest world of Oglaroon, Oglaroonians have taken what is a fairly universal trait among sentient species (to cope with the sheer infinite vastness of the universe by simply ignoring it) to its ultimate extreme . Despite the entire planet being habitable, Oglaroonians have managed to confine their global population to one small nut tree, in which they compose poetry, create art, and somehow fight wars . The consensus among those in power that any trees one might observe from the outer branches are merely hallucinations brought on by eating too many oglanuts, and anyone who thinks differently is hurled out of the tree, presumably to his death . </P> <P> An exceptionally pessimistic race from the star system of Pansel . Due to the Heart of Gold's Infinite Improbability Drive causing a wave of improbability when passing through the system, two - hundred and thirty - nine thousand lightly fried eggs landed on the surface of their home planet, unfortunately too late to save the vast majority, who had already succumbed to famine, though one did manage to survive for two further weeks, before dying of cholesterol poisoning . </P> <P> From the Royal World Estate of Quarlvista, where there was famine, the king has died, and the whole population had gone on a three - year holiday and, hence, a planet that has reached "one whole joo - joo - flop situation". From Fit the Tenth of the radio series </P>

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