Po continued to stare at Ditsy as if he was his next meal. Staring… Staring… Staring… Tinky Winky was rapping in a ballerina's Two-Two. Soon Po couldn't take it any more, he leaped at Ditsy, who was currently trying to look up Tinky Winky's skirt, and grabbed his foot.
"Help! He's insane!" Ditsy screamed in distress.
"So, what's new?" Tinky Winky said, as if nothing was going on.
Po tried desperately to get a bite of Ditsy's foot, while Ditsy crawled across the floor, dragging Po behind him. He searched franticly for something he could grab onto to pull away, but everything had been confiscated by the IRS; he couldn't escape. Before Po was done gobbling up Ditsy, the latter let out a last cry of distress: "Curse you IRS! And your ability to confiscate household commodities!"
Tinky Winky was still rapping… poorly. Po knew that Tinky Winky would find out about Ditsy sooner or later. He had to get out of Teletubbyland. If he could get to the Boobahbian border, he'd be safe, but how? "I've got it! I'll build a catapult!" Po said as if it were actually a good idea. Soon he did build a catapult… a crappy one. He loaded himself into the catapult, and launched himself. His huge cushion of fat that surrounded his vital organs acted like a spring, so that he exited Teletubbia's atmosphere. As he sailed through space, he started getting near to the baby-sun, it giggled maliciously. He almost hit it, but he missed, started falling towards Teletubbia, and burned up upon reentry.
And that is the end of the Teletubbies, but I suppose you are wondering how Tinky Winky died. Well, he was walking out the front door of the tubby dome, tripped, and cracked his skull. The man-eating rabbits that roam the fields of Teletubbyland later came and ate his remains.