"G'day mates! It's your pal Stu here and we're filming a quick mini episode of 'Safari Stu: Where The Hell Are You?'!

I'm here in the 24/7 corridors because I heard there was a sick boi here somewhere - and not in the sniffles and the splats sense and definitely not in the Noah Jackson way either. I mean proper sick.

It's me life's mission to save kids from sickos like priests and actors, and now I'm here hunting one of the sickest animals of them all! A Dyson!

Crikey! There it is!"

Stu points to where Sam Dyson is just hanging about doing gross Sam Dyson things.

He lowers his voice to a hush.

"Now this particular Dyson never had a chance. It's mother was one of the grossest Dyson's that ever existed - grosser than the vacuum Isaiah King wields while looking at pictures of SEB beating him!

When this baby Dyson escaped from the tepid billabong that was his mum's womb, he contracted all sorts of disgust-mphhphhh..."

Our hero's voice is muffled by a paper bag being trapped over his head.

"We found an intruder!"

One of Sam's many Insignificants dragged Stu towards Sam.

Stu struggles underneath but very clearly was trying to say something.

"Pllllapphhpmmpphh B!"

Sam cocks his head.

"Plan B?"

Suddenly, Stu pulls  strange looking weapon from the pocket of his cargo shorts and shoots it!

A mysterious explosion knocks Sam to the ground, sends the Insignificant flying, and frees Stu! Hooray!

Stu quickly scrambles and covers Sam!