Jo Grant growled at the television when the penguin on top of the old women's set exploded onscreen. Normally, she'd find that sketch funny, but as it turned out, the Master had proven he'd had a sense of humor three weeks earlier. It was just her luck that it was the sort of sense of humor that just had to go and ruin one of her favorite shows for her.
Isn't it darling? Jo cooed as she pointed to the item that was resting atop the television in the lab.
"Isn't what darling?" the Doctor asked, not looking up from his experiment.
"The rabbit!" Jo snapped, pointing at the ceramic rabbit upon which the television's rabbit ear antenna had been perched like a pair of ears which was resting atop the television.
The doctor glanced up from the experiment that was paying for fuel for Bessie and looked over at the television. A recent model for the era if he wasn't mistaken.
"When did that get here?" he asked.
Jo turned on the t.v.. Rather than the usual BBC announcer's face, the Master's face appeared.
"It is now time for the rabbit on top of your television set to explode." the Master said an instant before the ceramic rabbit blew up sending ceramic shrapnel flying in all directions. Fortunately, neither Jo nor the Doctor were seriously injured, having ducked under nearby tables the instant the Master's face had appeared.
"It would seem that my foe is running out of ideas." the Doctor said.
"Why do you say that Doctor?" Jo asked.
"He's been cribbing notes from Monty Python." the Doctor replied.