Rundfunk

The performance in brief

Rundfunk crisscrosses the country with a show full of hapsnap-tiktak, flikflak and piefpaf. No time for loafing: it's patsboem, the whole works! Prepare for an evening that flies in all directions and in which not a single moment is boring.

There was buzz

There was ruckus and chitchat on the tamtam.
Rundfunk would loaf and roll around too much on their flip-flops in the Biesbosch. They would flop hut to hut among the stink of chiffchaffs and picnics with liflafs, custard flips and a KitKat. There was harrumphing, kinnesinne and ludduvuddu.

All gibberish! For dingdong, bimbam, cuckoo!

That blonde seesaw and that other swaggering weakling go zigzag, crisscrossing the country with the whole mess. A jumble of hapsnap tic-tac-toe, here and there a flikflak, exciting piefpaf, tiptophiphop, with fuss, hocus pocus and maybe some tralala.

Bickering, giggling, blabbering, the whole shebang.

Patsboem!

Wagyu!