Panel 1: Sam (a spherical robot with a mechanical grin) sits on a stool on a stage with a beret on his head. He is reading poetry from a paper across all panels as he uses a push broom like an oar to launch himself across the stage. At the front of the stage is a sign whose words change in each panel. The full sign gag will be at the end of the description.
Sam: I figure I should probably tell you,
Panel 2:
Sam: Those plums you had… In the fridge?
Panel 3:
Sam: They were pleasant.
Audience: *snapping their fingers*
Sign Gag: 1. O’Dell’s. 2. Sail Forth, Little Dude. 3. Sail Forth.