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Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me--

Good morning, me hearties, and welcome to one of the last days of the year 2011...that will never not be strange fer me to say.

Where are me notes?

*frantic chittering*

Ohhhhhhhh. Ye were all very boring yesterday. Fortunately, we have an entire crop of new people arriving this very day t' wake ye up!

Oh, and a very happy birthday t' Annie, who spent the day o' her birth researching financial aid fer colleges.

And that's everything we have today! I'm goin' back t' bed.
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Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me--

Good morning, me hearties, and welcome to one of the last days of the year 2011...that will never not be strange fer me to say.

Where are me notes?

*frantic chittering*

Ohhhhhhhh. Ye were all very boring yesterday. Fortunately, we have an entire crop of new people arriving this very day t' wake ye up!

Oh, and a very happy birthday t' Annie, who spent the day o' her birth researching financial aid fer colleges.

And that's everything we have today! I'm goin' back t' bed.
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Good mornin'! It is Friday and --what on Earth is that?

*chittering*

We are under attack from flyin' mistletoe here in the studio. I might be a mite lonely, but I am not kissin' a squirrel.

*angry chittering*

Like any of ye were interested.

Since it is two days before Christmas, there was naught happenin' fer classes yesterday. In the dorms, most people who were still here were packin' t' go home, includin' Hanna 'n Bruce. Ramona stopped in on him t' wonder where he was goin'. Tony was supposed t' be packin', but he was textin' instead, which was just as well because he was interrupted by Topher 'n his amazin' collection o' penguin facts, then Stephanie, who wondered if she should have brought mistletoe wit' her.

...so the mistletoe is her fault. Tell yer friends. Tony also got an email from Ender.

'n in town, Joan 'n Tyrion exchange holiday plans at the Perk, Sov goes gift shoppin' at Stark Industries, 'n Kenzi wanted people t' invent their own drinks at Caritas, which I think is the kind o' creative thinking that leads t' whipped cream flavored vodka.

Which is a crime against alcohol.

That's all the notes I have today! Enjoy yer holiday, Fandom.
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Good mornin'! It is Friday and --what on Earth is that?

*chittering*

We are under attack from flyin' mistletoe here in the studio. I might be a mite lonely, but I am not kissin' a squirrel.

*angry chittering*

Like any of ye were interested.

Since it is two days before Christmas, there was naught happenin' fer classes yesterday. In the dorms, most people who were still here were packin' t' go home, includin' Hanna 'n Bruce. Ramona stopped in on him t' wonder where he was goin'. Tony was supposed t' be packin', but he was textin' instead, which was just as well because he was interrupted by Topher 'n his amazin' collection o' penguin facts, then Stephanie, who wondered if she should have brought mistletoe wit' her.

...so the mistletoe is her fault. Tell yer friends. Tony also got an email from Ender.

'n in town, Joan 'n Tyrion exchange holiday plans at the Perk, Sov goes gift shoppin' at Stark Industries, 'n Kenzi wanted people t' invent their own drinks at Caritas, which I think is the kind o' creative thinking that leads t' whipped cream flavored vodka.

Which is a crime against alcohol.

That's all the notes I have today! Enjoy yer holiday, Fandom.
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Good mornin', Fandom! It is I, Captain Jack Sparrow, 'n I am most pleased t' report that we have not all been wiped off the face of the earth!

*chittering*

I have been informed this is no longer news.

*papers shuffling*

Onto the things that are! Classes had exams! Well, Tropes 'n Scope had an exam where they wrote about their own lives in tropes. Elements o' Friendship had a party. A...cute-ceanera, where they all receive their very own cutie marks. Jeremy got a Z 'n Juliet got a two, 'n so they wondered if they were a Zorro movie sequel. Summer gave a take-home exam fer her class, Pinkie was in her office makin' t-shirts fer her class after, er, class, Anakin was spinnin' in his chair--might be the effect o' the vodka Zoe delivered--'n Bo had a new chair wit' a massage feature. THEY HAVE THOSE?

*chittering*

I'm gettin' one. Hercules stopped in t' complain about how his office was turned into a chicken restaurant, there were tweetin' wit' Kenzi--did she turn into a bird?--'n Zoe brought her vodka too. I would like t' note that I have no vodka.

In the dorms, Kate ditched workin' out in favor o' eatin' cookies in the second floor common room, 'n Elphaba stopped in 'n talked about their zombie class final examination. Petra turned 17 'n threw herself a party on the sixth floor. There was th' required minglin' where Mercy checked in wit' Toby, Richie wondered why Freddie was there in a tuxedo, Mercy 'n Hanna talked about exams 'n the showcase that's...tonight, aye? Aye! Rilla updated Annie on the fate o' the starvin' Belgians, Freddie were glad t' see Butters in a tie as well, Mercy said hello to her roommate Billy, 'n Kenzi yelled at the cake. Was it movin'? Annie 'n Kenzi partook--is that a word?--partooken? in the ballpit, 'n then everyone could talk to the birthday girl. Freddie, Annie, Hanna, Mercy, Butters, Toby, Richie, Kenzi, Bruce, Rilla 'n Billy all chatted with Petra before she opened all o' her loot! Did ye bring me any?

*angry chittering*

What d' ye mean "tacky"?

'n town was pretty quiet yesterday--well, other than the coyote takin' a screwdriver through town, which is odd even fer here--'n Kenzi told the zombies not t' play holiday music.

Enjoy yer break, Fandom! Talk t' ye next week!
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Good mornin', Fandom! It is I, Captain Jack Sparrow, 'n I am most pleased t' report that we have not all been wiped off the face of the earth!

*chittering*

I have been informed this is no longer news.

*papers shuffling*

Onto the things that are! Classes had exams! Well, Tropes 'n Scope had an exam where they wrote about their own lives in tropes. Elements o' Friendship had a party. A...cute-ceanera, where they all receive their very own cutie marks. Jeremy got a Z 'n Juliet got a two, 'n so they wondered if they were a Zorro movie sequel. Summer gave a take-home exam fer her class, Pinkie was in her office makin' t-shirts fer her class after, er, class, Anakin was spinnin' in his chair--might be the effect o' the vodka Zoe delivered--'n Bo had a new chair wit' a massage feature. THEY HAVE THOSE?

*chittering*

I'm gettin' one. Hercules stopped in t' complain about how his office was turned into a chicken restaurant, there were tweetin' wit' Kenzi--did she turn into a bird?--'n Zoe brought her vodka too. I would like t' note that I have no vodka.

In the dorms, Kate ditched workin' out in favor o' eatin' cookies in the second floor common room, 'n Elphaba stopped in 'n talked about their zombie class final examination. Petra turned 17 'n threw herself a party on the sixth floor. There was th' required minglin' where Mercy checked in wit' Toby, Richie wondered why Freddie was there in a tuxedo, Mercy 'n Hanna talked about exams 'n the showcase that's...tonight, aye? Aye! Rilla updated Annie on the fate o' the starvin' Belgians, Freddie were glad t' see Butters in a tie as well, Mercy said hello to her roommate Billy, 'n Kenzi yelled at the cake. Was it movin'? Annie 'n Kenzi partook--is that a word?--partooken? in the ballpit, 'n then everyone could talk to the birthday girl. Freddie, Annie, Hanna, Mercy, Butters, Toby, Richie, Kenzi, Bruce, Rilla 'n Billy all chatted with Petra before she opened all o' her loot! Did ye bring me any?

*angry chittering*

What d' ye mean "tacky"?

'n town was pretty quiet yesterday--well, other than the coyote takin' a screwdriver through town, which is odd even fer here--'n Kenzi told the zombies not t' play holiday music.

Enjoy yer break, Fandom! Talk t' ye next week!
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Morning--not that you can tell wit' the clouds. It is I, Captain Jack Sparrow, bringin' ye all the depression news of yesterday so we can live t' see tomorrow. Which means we're leading off wit' the really important bit: If ye're fightin' an Auditor, ye can take them down wit' food. Lady LeJean said so at the meeting yesterday.

Long radio is long )

That's all from here. Stay safe, everyone, savvy?
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Morning--not that you can tell wit' the clouds. It is I, Captain Jack Sparrow, bringin' ye all the depression news of yesterday so we can live t' see tomorrow. Which means we're leading off wit' the really important bit: If ye're fightin' an Auditor, ye can take them down wit' food. Lady LeJean said so at the meeting yesterday.

Long radio is long )

That's all from here. Stay safe, everyone, savvy?
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It is the day after Thanksgiving and I, Captain Jack Sparrow, am still full.

I probably shouldn't have eaten so many rolls, savvy?

Since it were a holiday and all, there was naught a class to be held yesterday. In the dorms, Ender called Peter, and then talked wit' Ben about what he told Peter about. Boy Sam who didn't teach were in his room, where he explained t' Natalie that he was not avoiding her. And after dinner, Jack o' the Carters ran across a Lady Gaga special on television, which he needed Seifer t' explain t' him.

*weirded out chittering*

No, I don't think she's worn live squirrels yet.

And finally, in town, we all ate ourselves ill--probably not in a food-poisony way--at the big Thanksgivin' feast. Caroline warned Jacob away from the oyster stuffin', Raven said hello t' Chuck of the Basses, and Really Tall Sam did the same. T' Chuck, not Raven. Ye could also share what ye are thankful for.

I, myself, am thankful fer rum.

*chittering*

Try t' contain yer shock. That's all from here--talk t' ye next week with the news o' yesterday.
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It is the day after Thanksgiving and I, Captain Jack Sparrow, am still full.

I probably shouldn't have eaten so many rolls, savvy?

Since it were a holiday and all, there was naught a class to be held yesterday. In the dorms, Ender called Peter, and then talked wit' Ben about what he told Peter about. Boy Sam who didn't teach were in his room, where he explained t' Natalie that he was not avoiding her. And after dinner, Jack o' the Carters ran across a Lady Gaga special on television, which he needed Seifer t' explain t' him.

*weirded out chittering*

No, I don't think she's worn live squirrels yet.

And finally, in town, we all ate ourselves ill--probably not in a food-poisony way--at the big Thanksgivin' feast. Caroline warned Jacob away from the oyster stuffin', Raven said hello t' Chuck of the Basses, and Really Tall Sam did the same. T' Chuck, not Raven. Ye could also share what ye are thankful for.

I, myself, am thankful fer rum.

*chittering*

Try t' contain yer shock. That's all from here--talk t' ye next week with the news o' yesterday.
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Could it be any earlier? It is I, Captain Jack Sparrow, which makes this....Friday, right?

*chittering*

I was told it's never a bad thing t' ask questions, okay? Everyone ready to hear the news?

In classes, I believe that Elements of Friendship enjoyed a movie--can it be possible they went through a class without something catastrophic happening to them? And Sensitivity Training spoke only in questions today, which...explains some things about this broadcast, savvy?

*snickering*

It's hard to stop talking in questions when all of the notes are written that way, all right? Did ye have to make my life so difficult? Hercules was in his office waiting for programming help in the form of Warren when he turned into a pug...dog...thing in mid-conversation--has he done that before?

In the dorms, Nathan drank too much yesterday--are ye regretting it now? And up in the third floor common room, Quinn was suffering from my current question-asking affliction, which is no fun at all, is it, wench? Bruce and Quinn talked about potential spring break trip locations--might I suggest the Caribbean? Annie and Quinn talked about Wendy the Werewolf Stalker--ooh, which season?--and how the boys in Fandom aren't fighting over Annie, but maybe they should be? Bruce told Annie he liked documentaries instead: isn't that weird? Toby told Quinn that the show is naught but a movie in his time--isn't that tragic?--and Toby 'n Annie were glad not to be parents any longer, which is just a weird assignment in general, don't ye think? And Bruce called Toby on not answering a question with a question properly, which was a mite unfair of him, don't ye think? Finally, Rilla showed up and wondered if Jims had colic: what's colic?

Over in town, which is where I live, but ye knew that, right?--Sov arranged Stark Industries by color--ooh, which colors?--Millie offered a discount to everyone who went into the book store, and Scully researched Portalocity at the clinic: are they still having problems? Anakin invited the teaching staff to go out drinking tomorrow--is he paying?--and Audrey was sad t' confirm with him that this place is just as weird as he'd told her. Would ye like a comforting hug? Finally, Kenzi was at Caritas, so it was just a normal Thursday night, right?

*shuffling papers*

That's it? Have a good day, Fandom, all right?

[OOC: I was dared, okay?]
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Could it be any earlier? It is I, Captain Jack Sparrow, which makes this....Friday, right?

*chittering*

I was told it's never a bad thing t' ask questions, okay? Everyone ready to hear the news?

In classes, I believe that Elements of Friendship enjoyed a movie--can it be possible they went through a class without something catastrophic happening to them? And Sensitivity Training spoke only in questions today, which...explains some things about this broadcast, savvy?

*snickering*

It's hard to stop talking in questions when all of the notes are written that way, all right? Did ye have to make my life so difficult? Hercules was in his office waiting for programming help in the form of Warren when he turned into a pug...dog...thing in mid-conversation--has he done that before?

In the dorms, Nathan drank too much yesterday--are ye regretting it now? And up in the third floor common room, Quinn was suffering from my current question-asking affliction, which is no fun at all, is it, wench? Bruce and Quinn talked about potential spring break trip locations--might I suggest the Caribbean? Annie and Quinn talked about Wendy the Werewolf Stalker--ooh, which season?--and how the boys in Fandom aren't fighting over Annie, but maybe they should be? Bruce told Annie he liked documentaries instead: isn't that weird? Toby told Quinn that the show is naught but a movie in his time--isn't that tragic?--and Toby 'n Annie were glad not to be parents any longer, which is just a weird assignment in general, don't ye think? And Bruce called Toby on not answering a question with a question properly, which was a mite unfair of him, don't ye think? Finally, Rilla showed up and wondered if Jims had colic: what's colic?

Over in town, which is where I live, but ye knew that, right?--Sov arranged Stark Industries by color--ooh, which colors?--Millie offered a discount to everyone who went into the book store, and Scully researched Portalocity at the clinic: are they still having problems? Anakin invited the teaching staff to go out drinking tomorrow--is he paying?--and Audrey was sad t' confirm with him that this place is just as weird as he'd told her. Would ye like a comforting hug? Finally, Kenzi was at Caritas, so it was just a normal Thursday night, right?

*shuffling papers*

That's it? Have a good day, Fandom, all right?

[OOC: I was dared, okay?]
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Why is it so dark in the mornings now? It is hardly an encouraging thing to do, getting up before the sun does, and I shall not be making a habit of it.

This is Captain Jack Sparrow, by the way, and ye've tuned into the one and only Pirate Radio. Now onto the news of yesterday!

In classes, Elements o' Friendship had t' babysit--ponysit?--three small ponies, which was explained t' them by their pony teacher, who was dressed as a chicken. As ye do. Sensitivity Training watched an instructional video on why ye shouldn't make fun of old people, 'n Tropes 'n Scopes played wit' children's toys in order t' learn how to write science fiction. Anakin held his office hours, complete wit' tiny droid babies that are now able t' move about on their own--that doesn't sound like a terrible idea at all--and received a phone call from his granddaughter Jaina who was very far away and thus hard t' eavesdrop upon and a visit from Raven, who was angry 'n upset.

In the dorms...nothing happened. Well that was easy!

In town, Fraser closed up the pool at MHA, Sov drank coffee--mm, coffee--at Stark Industries, Scully played wit' alien autopsies--really?

*chittering*

Something like that, anyway, at the clinic, and Kenzi experimented wit' adult milkshakes at Caritas, which the squirrels would like t' note, brought no boys t' the yard. And no one was maimed. Sigh.

And that's all we have fer news today! Go out and pick a fight or something, savvy?
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Why is it so dark in the mornings now? It is hardly an encouraging thing to do, getting up before the sun does, and I shall not be making a habit of it.

This is Captain Jack Sparrow, by the way, and ye've tuned into the one and only Pirate Radio. Now onto the news of yesterday!

In classes, Elements o' Friendship had t' babysit--ponysit?--three small ponies, which was explained t' them by their pony teacher, who was dressed as a chicken. As ye do. Sensitivity Training watched an instructional video on why ye shouldn't make fun of old people, 'n Tropes 'n Scopes played wit' children's toys in order t' learn how to write science fiction. Anakin held his office hours, complete wit' tiny droid babies that are now able t' move about on their own--that doesn't sound like a terrible idea at all--and received a phone call from his granddaughter Jaina who was very far away and thus hard t' eavesdrop upon and a visit from Raven, who was angry 'n upset.

In the dorms...nothing happened. Well that was easy!

In town, Fraser closed up the pool at MHA, Sov drank coffee--mm, coffee--at Stark Industries, Scully played wit' alien autopsies--really?

*chittering*

Something like that, anyway, at the clinic, and Kenzi experimented wit' adult milkshakes at Caritas, which the squirrels would like t' note, brought no boys t' the yard. And no one was maimed. Sigh.

And that's all we have fer news today! Go out and pick a fight or something, savvy?
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Hello, me hearties! It is I, Captain Jack Sparrow, bringing you the news of yesterday...today. I'm still not entirely sure I like that as a motto.

Anyway.

In classes, Elements of Friendship went for a run in the woods, which doesn't seem that friendly to me. I run when chased, savvy?

*chittering*

Yes, yes, which happens fairly often, but that's not really relevant, now is it? Everyone warms up--much like they do before zombie class--and then raced around the island, being mindful o' the stampeding alots. Tropes 'n Scopes explored a haunted house--complete with potential spiders, which wasn't to Ryan-who-be-a-wench's tastes--before talkin' about what makes abandoned buildings so scary.

And the reserves learned about first aid, which might've come in handy for those who were bad at running in Pinkie Pie's class earlier. There was also a discussion about the skills people had in this area already, either magical or otherwise.

In the dorms, Rapunzel was makin' soup on the fourth floor, which seems rather perfect fer such a ridiculously cold morning--

*chittering*

I'm from the Caribbean, mate. I don't do cold. And I'm also not covered in fur, unlike everyone else in this booth. Ben went with microwaved dinners for himself and Ender--keep the romance alive, mate--and Katniss stopped in t' see Wesley and caught him reading a sex ed manual. Really?

And in town, the part I care about, Anakin caught up on paperwork at the Trooper Station, Scully worked on an online autopsy--that exists?--Sov tidied up at Stark Industries, Millie was curled up with tea and a book at the book store, and Fraser was on the phone at MHA. Audrey, a new wench in town, was havin' no luck getting coffee at the Perk, but she did get to learn that Hercules is that Hercules before wonderin' with Summer if they should send out a barista search party and havin' Howard correctly identify her as a new person.

Finally, Kenzi was experimenting with chocolate drinks at Caritas. That's all we have today for yesterday, so go out 'n get maimed or something so we have interesting things to tell you about tomorrow, savvy?
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Hello, me hearties! It is I, Captain Jack Sparrow, bringing you the news of yesterday...today. I'm still not entirely sure I like that as a motto.

Anyway.

In classes, Elements of Friendship went for a run in the woods, which doesn't seem that friendly to me. I run when chased, savvy?

*chittering*

Yes, yes, which happens fairly often, but that's not really relevant, now is it? Everyone warms up--much like they do before zombie class--and then raced around the island, being mindful o' the stampeding alots. Tropes 'n Scopes explored a haunted house--complete with potential spiders, which wasn't to Ryan-who-be-a-wench's tastes--before talkin' about what makes abandoned buildings so scary.

And the reserves learned about first aid, which might've come in handy for those who were bad at running in Pinkie Pie's class earlier. There was also a discussion about the skills people had in this area already, either magical or otherwise.

In the dorms, Rapunzel was makin' soup on the fourth floor, which seems rather perfect fer such a ridiculously cold morning--

*chittering*

I'm from the Caribbean, mate. I don't do cold. And I'm also not covered in fur, unlike everyone else in this booth. Ben went with microwaved dinners for himself and Ender--keep the romance alive, mate--and Katniss stopped in t' see Wesley and caught him reading a sex ed manual. Really?

And in town, the part I care about, Anakin caught up on paperwork at the Trooper Station, Scully worked on an online autopsy--that exists?--Sov tidied up at Stark Industries, Millie was curled up with tea and a book at the book store, and Fraser was on the phone at MHA. Audrey, a new wench in town, was havin' no luck getting coffee at the Perk, but she did get to learn that Hercules is that Hercules before wonderin' with Summer if they should send out a barista search party and havin' Howard correctly identify her as a new person.

Finally, Kenzi was experimenting with chocolate drinks at Caritas. That's all we have today for yesterday, so go out 'n get maimed or something so we have interesting things to tell you about tomorrow, savvy?
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It is Friday, me hearties, which means it's time fer yer very favorite--and I'm not, don't tell me--radio broadcaster of the week, Captain Jack Sparrow, bringing ye the news of yesterday before it becomes tomorrow. But you wouldn't want to miss today. I hear there's a carnival.

Homecoming Friday radio! )

And that's all the notes! I'm off t' the carnival--I think I see a pirate ship!
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It is Friday, me hearties, which means it's time fer yer very favorite--and I'm not, don't tell me--radio broadcaster of the week, Captain Jack Sparrow, bringing ye the news of yesterday before it becomes tomorrow. But you wouldn't want to miss today. I hear there's a carnival.

Homecoming Friday radio! )

And that's all the notes! I'm off t' the carnival--I think I see a pirate ship!
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Good morning, all three o' ye still in Fandom 'n everyone else who is up in Canada allegedly having fun without us. I have me doubts. I have me doubts. Here's what ye were up to yesterday!

Over at the school, Acting Principal Jamie Madrox was overseeing some renovations of teachers' offices. I'm sure that's a fine idea 'n not one that will explode like an unclean pistol!

*snickering*

Even the squirrels aren't betting on that, and they bet on everything. Not a good sign, savvy?

And in other news of the island, Fraser happily did paperwork at MHA. I will assume that was after he'd been bitten by a gremlin because no one should be happy doin' paperwork.

And now for Canada )

And finally, Bart 'n Dave experienced Art--capital A--through some maner of naked bather at a Festival of Dance. I demand ye all ask them more about that!

As fer me, I'm going back t' bed, since it's obvious ye won't miss me.
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Good morning, all three o' ye still in Fandom 'n everyone else who is up in Canada allegedly having fun without us. I have me doubts. I have me doubts. Here's what ye were up to yesterday!

Over at the school, Acting Principal Jamie Madrox was overseeing some renovations of teachers' offices. I'm sure that's a fine idea 'n not one that will explode like an unclean pistol!

*snickering*

Even the squirrels aren't betting on that, and they bet on everything. Not a good sign, savvy?

And in other news of the island, Fraser happily did paperwork at MHA. I will assume that was after he'd been bitten by a gremlin because no one should be happy doin' paperwork.

And now for Canada )

And finally, Bart 'n Dave experienced Art--capital A--through some maner of naked bather at a Festival of Dance. I demand ye all ask them more about that!

As fer me, I'm going back t' bed, since it's obvious ye won't miss me.
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It is indeed morning, me hearties, judgin' by the big glowin' thing in the sky, and that I means I'm probably Captain Jack Sparrow, ye're listening to Pirate Radio on WTFH and ye have about five minutes t' get t' class before ye're late.

If ye care about that sort of thing. Fear not, though, fellow scallawags! It's Autumn Break next week, not that I've been invited on the trip...

News! )

That's all the notes I have today! Enjoy yer Friday!
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It is indeed morning, me hearties, judgin' by the big glowin' thing in the sky, and that I means I'm probably Captain Jack Sparrow, ye're listening to Pirate Radio on WTFH and ye have about five minutes t' get t' class before ye're late.

If ye care about that sort of thing. Fear not, though, fellow scallawags! It's Autumn Break next week, not that I've been invited on the trip...

News! )

That's all the notes I have today! Enjoy yer Friday!
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Good morning, me hearties! It is I, Captain Jack Sparrow, bringin' ye the news of yesterday as ye cower under yer beds and await yer parents' arrival. I can understand the impulse: my father carries around the shrunken head of my mom.

*grossed out chittering*

Too much?

On to the news! )

That's it fer yesterday! Do try not t' kill any of yer visitin' relatives, savvy? 'n if you do, be sure to frame someone else fer it.
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Good morning, me hearties! It is I, Captain Jack Sparrow, bringin' ye the news of yesterday as ye cower under yer beds and await yer parents' arrival. I can understand the impulse: my father carries around the shrunken head of my mom.

*grossed out chittering*

Too much?

On to the news! )

That's it fer yesterday! Do try not t' kill any of yer visitin' relatives, savvy? 'n if you do, be sure to frame someone else fer it.
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Good morning, me hearties! Not that I see what's particularly interestin' about being up wit' the sun 'n the twitterin' bloody birds. Anyway, onto the news!

The news! )

That's all the news fer this mornin'! Do update me and tell me what manner o' tattoo Topher has now. I'm jes' hopin' that it's not a dolphin or a butterfly...
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Good morning, me hearties! Not that I see what's particularly interestin' about being up wit' the sun 'n the twitterin' bloody birds. Anyway, onto the news!

The news! )

That's all the news fer this mornin'! Do update me and tell me what manner o' tattoo Topher has now. I'm jes' hopin' that it's not a dolphin or a butterfly...
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Good mornin', me hearties, on this cool, crisp autumn day. I'm from the Caribbean, so naturally, I hate it, and all o' the pumpkin-flavored coffee in the world will not be changin' me mind.

*smug chittering*

Ye've got foam on yer noses.

Jack radio! )

And that's all we have--no, here comes a squirrel wit' a sudden weather bulletin. We do that now?

*chittering*

Fine, we do that now. The volcano that had popped up between us 'n the Isle o' Ikea seems t' have burned itself out, but th' pile o' lava is still steamin'--how did we find this out?

*more chittering*

Larry in a hang-glider. Really. The squirrels also pass along that the visibility is zero 'n if you want t' keep havin' feet--oh, poor Larry--not t' step on...whatever this now is. And that is all we have today. I'm goin' back t' sleep, savvy?

*chittering*

No, I don't want t' visit Larry-- *click*
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Good mornin', me hearties, on this cool, crisp autumn day. I'm from the Caribbean, so naturally, I hate it, and all o' the pumpkin-flavored coffee in the world will not be changin' me mind.

*smug chittering*

Ye've got foam on yer noses.

Jack radio! )

And that's all we have--no, here comes a squirrel wit' a sudden weather bulletin. We do that now?

*chittering*

Fine, we do that now. The volcano that had popped up between us 'n the Isle o' Ikea seems t' have burned itself out, but th' pile o' lava is still steamin'--how did we find this out?

*more chittering*

Larry in a hang-glider. Really. The squirrels also pass along that the visibility is zero 'n if you want t' keep havin' feet--oh, poor Larry--not t' step on...whatever this now is. And that is all we have today. I'm goin' back t' sleep, savvy?

*chittering*

No, I don't want t' visit Larry-- *click*
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Good morning, Fandom! Is anyone out from under their beds yet?

Didn't think so. And remember, I am a captain, so that marriage was legally binding. Except we weren't on a boat. But details! On to yer wonderfully wacky escapades yesterday!

Mine weren't wacky. I was amazing.

You were all ON DRUGS )

And finally, we leave ye on the pretty picture o' Jaina bein' haunted by her dead husband Howard on the beach with the volcano explodin' in the background, and nine people probably dead fer yesterday. Ye're all mad, and that's me sayin' so.

[OOC: Massive apologies on the lateness of radio, folks.]
[identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com
Good morning, Fandom! Is anyone out from under their beds yet?

Didn't think so. And remember, I am a captain, so that marriage was legally binding. Except we weren't on a boat. But details! On to yer wonderfully wacky escapades yesterday!

Mine weren't wacky. I was amazing.

You were all ON DRUGS )

And finally, we leave ye on the pretty picture o' Jaina bein' haunted by her dead husband Howard on the beach with the volcano explodin' in the background, and nine people probably dead fer yesterday. Ye're all mad, and that's me sayin' so.

[OOC: Massive apologies on the lateness of radio, folks.]
[identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com
Jack's voice was decidedly blearly as it came over the radio:

"What do you mean, there's no coffee? Unacceptable, tiny rodents!"

There was some urgent chittering.

"Oh, right. Radio...things. Congratulations to the following minions:

Cara
Jack Carter, Columbus Ohio, and GodHelpUsJamie Madrox--I'm sure that's not his name...
Annie Edison
Miley Stewart
Butters Stotch
Peter Wiggin

Oh, and me. Well done, me! Please greet these islanders with the respect they deserve for such an august position and for the love of God find me some coffee."

With that, Jack was gone again.
[identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com
Jack's voice was decidedly blearly as it came over the radio:

"What do you mean, there's no coffee? Unacceptable, tiny rodents!"

There was some urgent chittering.

"Oh, right. Radio...things. Congratulations to the following minions:

Cara
Jack Carter, Columbus Ohio, and GodHelpUsJamie Madrox--I'm sure that's not his name...
Annie Edison
Miley Stewart
Butters Stotch
Peter Wiggin

Oh, and me. Well done, me! Please greet these islanders with the respect they deserve for such an august position and for the love of God find me some coffee."

With that, Jack was gone again.
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Good morning, me hearties! It is I, Captain Jack Sparrow, today is the first day o' September, and if you have a first period class, you better run if you are planning t' make it.

Living alarm clock--just another of the services we provide here at Fandom Radio.

Let's get to the news, savvy?

News. So much news! )

That's all the notes for today! Off ye go to classes or jobs like productive citizens! I'm back t' bed.
[identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com
Good morning, me hearties! It is I, Captain Jack Sparrow, today is the first day o' September, and if you have a first period class, you better run if you are planning t' make it.

Living alarm clock--just another of the services we provide here at Fandom Radio.

Let's get to the news, savvy?

News. So much news! )

That's all the notes for today! Off ye go to classes or jobs like productive citizens! I'm back t' bed.
[identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com
Taking a second to interrupt you from your hurricane preparations/newbie picnic chatting to remind you to sign up for radio!

I'm going to try to get the tryout schedule done tomorrow (assuming the power stays on...), so you have until then to sign up! Thanks!
[identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com
Taking a second to interrupt you from your hurricane preparations/newbie picnic chatting to remind you to sign up for radio!

I'm going to try to get the tryout schedule done tomorrow (assuming the power stays on...), so you have until then to sign up! Thanks!
[identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com
Good morning, me hearties! It is I, Captain Jack Sparrow, bringing ye the news on these final days before a new group of students and teachers arrive on this island. If anyone named William Turner arrives--he's a eunuch. Lovely singing voice, though.

We had no classes yesterday, as befits the week before the new semester--not even a student hiding in the library like a book has ever taught ye something. Over in the dorms, Helen continued th' exodus of graduates, but not before James stopped by t' say farewell.

And in town, the part o' the island that matters because that's where I live, Kate had her last shift at the movie theater. Nathan came in to demand candy 'n say goodbye, and Topher was there for a movie 'n was quite surprised to see that Kate worked there. He took the chance t' whine about how her boyfriend had punched him, which I'm told is always hugely effective.

*chittering*

Oh, I missed a "not at all". My apologies. Mitchell and Kate realized they had no idea what the mate who works the box office is actually named and her plans for when she returns to Kansas. Young William was dealing wit' far too many peaches at Fixer Uppers, Emma was doling out free condoms t' graduates at Dite's under the watchful eyes of Jack who was not me, and Alex the wench went to Caritas where Nathan told her she was an infant 'n couldn't serve her.

...did she turn into an infant? Around here, that might not be out o' the realm of possibility.

That's all the notes I have, other than a warning that if ye don't wish t' be subjected to naught but Captain Kangaroo today--who I can assure ye is not a real Captain--leave the televisions off.
[identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com
Good morning, me hearties! It is I, Captain Jack Sparrow, bringing ye the news on these final days before a new group of students and teachers arrive on this island. If anyone named William Turner arrives--he's a eunuch. Lovely singing voice, though.

We had no classes yesterday, as befits the week before the new semester--not even a student hiding in the library like a book has ever taught ye something. Over in the dorms, Helen continued th' exodus of graduates, but not before James stopped by t' say farewell.

And in town, the part o' the island that matters because that's where I live, Kate had her last shift at the movie theater. Nathan came in to demand candy 'n say goodbye, and Topher was there for a movie 'n was quite surprised to see that Kate worked there. He took the chance t' whine about how her boyfriend had punched him, which I'm told is always hugely effective.

*chittering*

Oh, I missed a "not at all". My apologies. Mitchell and Kate realized they had no idea what the mate who works the box office is actually named and her plans for when she returns to Kansas. Young William was dealing wit' far too many peaches at Fixer Uppers, Emma was doling out free condoms t' graduates at Dite's under the watchful eyes of Jack who was not me, and Alex the wench went to Caritas where Nathan told her she was an infant 'n couldn't serve her.

...did she turn into an infant? Around here, that might not be out o' the realm of possibility.

That's all the notes I have, other than a warning that if ye don't wish t' be subjected to naught but Captain Kangaroo today--who I can assure ye is not a real Captain--leave the televisions off.
[identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com
The time of year when we look for radio talent! And we’re looking for a few good men/women/other to become the island's voice for the summer.

Students, teachers, townies, newcomers, old hands—everyone is welcome to try out!

Beginning Tuesday, August 29th (the first full week with all the newbies), everyone who’s interested—new talent and old talent—will have an on-air audition (meaning that they’ll do a recap for everyone to read that goes up sometime before noon Eastern time the next day (So the Tuesday broadcast covers Monday's news)). It’ll also give them an idea of how much time the coding will take and give them a final chance to flee from the chaos).

We’ll then put up a poll and you’ll all get to vote for the seven people/things who will be bringing the news to Fandom for the Fall!

This is also your chance to do a one-off: if you've always wanted to do radio for just one night, here's the place to volunteer for it! You can also sign up here to volunteer to become an honorary squirrel, one of our intrepid research staffers. After the tryouts are completed you can also decide if you want to stay or run screaming into the distance ala a Warner Brothers cartoon.

If you're interested, please drop a comment in this post.

Thanks!
[identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com
The time of year when we look for radio talent! And we’re looking for a few good men/women/other to become the island's voice for the summer.

Students, teachers, townies, newcomers, old hands—everyone is welcome to try out!

Beginning Tuesday, August 29th (the first full week with all the newbies), everyone who’s interested—new talent and old talent—will have an on-air audition (meaning that they’ll do a recap for everyone to read that goes up sometime before noon Eastern time the next day (So the Tuesday broadcast covers Monday's news)). It’ll also give them an idea of how much time the coding will take and give them a final chance to flee from the chaos).

We’ll then put up a poll and you’ll all get to vote for the seven people/things who will be bringing the news to Fandom for the Fall!

This is also your chance to do a one-off: if you've always wanted to do radio for just one night, here's the place to volunteer for it! You can also sign up here to volunteer to become an honorary squirrel, one of our intrepid research staffers. After the tryouts are completed you can also decide if you want to stay or run screaming into the distance ala a Warner Brothers cartoon.

If you're interested, please drop a comment in this post.

Thanks!
[identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com
Good morning, Fandom! It is I, Captain Jack Sparrow. Please hold your applause until the end as ye might wake up yer roommates.

We start, as always, with classes! Surviving the Zombie Apocalypse had a final exam, complete with number two pencils, The Magic of a Good Time had a--this is a huge surprise--party, complete with cake and costumes. After class, Kenzi told Pinkie Pie how much she'd enjoyed herself, which is prime kiss-up behavior, says I. Everything's a Weapon ventured across the causeway t' take paintballs to the monochromatic color scheme there, which could only improve the place, and even the teachers were fair game. Kenzi was here as well kissing up--are grades really that important t' ye, wench?--and Gabrielle was back in the library after missin' last week.

In the dorms, Seifer called home t' catch up on the gossip, and Tahiri and Raven talked and braided each other's hair and had a pillow fight. I'm assuming because the squirrels wandered away after a bit. Sam who's a boy was in his room polishing his skateboard, if ye know what I mean and I think ye do. Karla's bad mood was cheered considerably by a series o' voicemails, Alex who's a girl was makin' coffee really late at night--Bruce stopped in t' see if the television was behaving for her because it hates him--and Jaime didn't mock Momoko fer getting glue everywhere as she tried to repair shoes that Scully chewed on.

And finally in town, the only part of the news that really matters, Kate was at the theater for her second-to-last shift and Mitchell told her he's throwing her a staff party next week. Drinks on Mitchell, everyone! At Goodvalor's Little Bivoli--which is a restaurant and not a euphemism--Toby tried t' run out on his check, but Zayne stopped him, and Jaina was suprised t' see Zayne in town, so they caught up a bit. Young William didn't let strawberries interfere with his project at Fixer-Uppers, Hank comforted the panda at T&C for punching Apu--that seems backwards--Chuck was eating Mooby's on the boardwalk, Quinn's back at the hotel after a quick jaunt off-island, Rude was trying to sell stamps at the post office, Lion-o was confused by the existence of fried pickles at Cafe Luke's, and Emma was vexed by exploding cans of whipped cream at 'Dite's. Peter took pictures of the mess because he had a death wish, and Jack of the Priests got distracted by Emma eating whipped cream.

And I should leave ye on that image, but we have more notes. I'll just give ye a moment.

Jessica brooded at the Devil's Nest before asking Eric hypothetical questions about knowing about the future. Jaina's work on her datapad--probably not a euphemism as she was in public--was interrupted by Hercules and Tahiri. And in Caritas, Nathan's was interrupted from tossing bottlecaps at Tino by having t' serve Hercules drinks--but not before Hercules said the magic word. Which, I have on good authority, is "Give it here or I'll shoot ye."

And that is an excellent motto t' leave ye on. I'll talk to ye next week!
[identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com
Good morning, Fandom! It is I, Captain Jack Sparrow. Please hold your applause until the end as ye might wake up yer roommates.

We start, as always, with classes! Surviving the Zombie Apocalypse had a final exam, complete with number two pencils, The Magic of a Good Time had a--this is a huge surprise--party, complete with cake and costumes. After class, Kenzi told Pinkie Pie how much she'd enjoyed herself, which is prime kiss-up behavior, says I. Everything's a Weapon ventured across the causeway t' take paintballs to the monochromatic color scheme there, which could only improve the place, and even the teachers were fair game. Kenzi was here as well kissing up--are grades really that important t' ye, wench?--and Gabrielle was back in the library after missin' last week.

In the dorms, Seifer called home t' catch up on the gossip, and Tahiri and Raven talked and braided each other's hair and had a pillow fight. I'm assuming because the squirrels wandered away after a bit. Sam who's a boy was in his room polishing his skateboard, if ye know what I mean and I think ye do. Karla's bad mood was cheered considerably by a series o' voicemails, Alex who's a girl was makin' coffee really late at night--Bruce stopped in t' see if the television was behaving for her because it hates him--and Jaime didn't mock Momoko fer getting glue everywhere as she tried to repair shoes that Scully chewed on.

And finally in town, the only part of the news that really matters, Kate was at the theater for her second-to-last shift and Mitchell told her he's throwing her a staff party next week. Drinks on Mitchell, everyone! At Goodvalor's Little Bivoli--which is a restaurant and not a euphemism--Toby tried t' run out on his check, but Zayne stopped him, and Jaina was suprised t' see Zayne in town, so they caught up a bit. Young William didn't let strawberries interfere with his project at Fixer-Uppers, Hank comforted the panda at T&C for punching Apu--that seems backwards--Chuck was eating Mooby's on the boardwalk, Quinn's back at the hotel after a quick jaunt off-island, Rude was trying to sell stamps at the post office, Lion-o was confused by the existence of fried pickles at Cafe Luke's, and Emma was vexed by exploding cans of whipped cream at 'Dite's. Peter took pictures of the mess because he had a death wish, and Jack of the Priests got distracted by Emma eating whipped cream.

And I should leave ye on that image, but we have more notes. I'll just give ye a moment.

Jessica brooded at the Devil's Nest before asking Eric hypothetical questions about knowing about the future. Jaina's work on her datapad--probably not a euphemism as she was in public--was interrupted by Hercules and Tahiri. And in Caritas, Nathan's was interrupted from tossing bottlecaps at Tino by having t' serve Hercules drinks--but not before Hercules said the magic word. Which, I have on good authority, is "Give it here or I'll shoot ye."

And that is an excellent motto t' leave ye on. I'll talk to ye next week!
[identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com
Good morning, mateys! Not that I spy what is especially good about mornings, but one must maintain the proper rituals, savvy? It's very nice t' see ye all not being gray and eating squirrels this week.

*relieved chittering*

The squirrels also thank ye for the last part. Now on to the news!

Yay, news! )

That's all the news I have today, me hearties! Go out 'n get some mouse ears hats. Ye'll look fantastic.
[identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com
Good morning, mateys! Not that I spy what is especially good about mornings, but one must maintain the proper rituals, savvy? It's very nice t' see ye all not being gray and eating squirrels this week.

*relieved chittering*

The squirrels also thank ye for the last part. Now on to the news!

Yay, news! )

That's all the news I have today, me hearties! Go out 'n get some mouse ears hats. Ye'll look fantastic.
[identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com
Good morning, me hearties and whatever those creepy things are lurking out by the pond! It is I, Captain Jack Sparrow, coming to you live through your radio and across the school intercom because I'm sneaky that way!

We have lots o' news from yesterday today, so settle in and hope this doesn't take until tomorrow.

*silence*

What? I thought it was very clever.

First off, yesterday th' infection o' the campground has extended t' cabins, which are now gray and brittle. So no sneaking back there t' have sex, all right? Oops, too late. Tony and Topher already went.

Cut for length and excessive capslock abuse )

Ooh, late breaking news! There's a town hall meeting in the auditorium this afternoon where those of us who aren't turning gray will hopefully learn how t' avoid such a dire fate.

*more frantic chittering*

What do you mean, attacking squirrels?

*crashing, banging, radio silence*
[identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com
Good morning, me hearties and whatever those creepy things are lurking out by the pond! It is I, Captain Jack Sparrow, coming to you live through your radio and across the school intercom because I'm sneaky that way!

We have lots o' news from yesterday today, so settle in and hope this doesn't take until tomorrow.

*silence*

What? I thought it was very clever.

First off, yesterday th' infection o' the campground has extended t' cabins, which are now gray and brittle. So no sneaking back there t' have sex, all right? Oops, too late. Tony and Topher already went.

Cut for length and excessive capslock abuse )

Ooh, late breaking news! There's a town hall meeting in the auditorium this afternoon where those of us who aren't turning gray will hopefully learn how t' avoid such a dire fate.

*more frantic chittering*

What do you mean, attacking squirrels?

*crashing, banging, radio silence*
[identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com
First things first: why is there a stork in my radio booth and why does it insist on giving me a rock? It's early, so I'm pretty sure I'm not drunk yet. If you know, stop by my class tonight and tell me. It's really very vexing. Go on, shoo.

*pause*

It's not shooing. On with the news!

In classes, The Magic of a Good Time learned all about party food, and yet I have none of it in front of me. Poorly done, squirrels. And in Everything's a Weapon, students were charged wit' finding something weapon-like in the weapon-free dorms. Me? I like a nice chair. There's a reason it's a classic choice, savvy? Neal was so cold in his office that he was Googling space heaters. I'm assuming that's not something dirty because there are some places even my brain refuses t' go.

In the cabins, Toby turned back from a cat into a naked human--in this weather, I imagine that was not particularly flattering for poor Toby, and Bruce was in his alcove drawing maps of the campground and the preserve. The squirrels assure ye that it's not so he can bury bodies. At least they hope.

And finally in town, Lindsay's playing classic rock at Groovy Tunes. Around here it's important to ask: What does she consider classic? Beethovan? Beatles? Backstreet Boys, God help us? Quinn is listening to Christmas music at the hotel, which seems quite appropriate, given the roughly 18 feet of snow we have outside.

*chittering*

I exaggerate for comic effect. Keep up, squirrels. And Kate was at the movie theater, but is in a sour mood, so be careful if you see Kate today.

At Caritas, Nathan was trying to drink everything, so if no one sees him by about 10 o'clock, check the clinic for alcohol poisoning, savvy? Finally, Jessica was wearing a tiara at the Devil's Nest. I have one too! The jewels really bring out me eyes.

And that's it from me! Talk to ye next week!

[OOC: And I swear I'll link to Alex's townie class when I can, you know, get townies to open for me.]
[identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com
First things first: why is there a stork in my radio booth and why does it insist on giving me a rock? It's early, so I'm pretty sure I'm not drunk yet. If you know, stop by my class tonight and tell me. It's really very vexing. Go on, shoo.

*pause*

It's not shooing. On with the news!

In classes, The Magic of a Good Time learned all about party food, and yet I have none of it in front of me. Poorly done, squirrels. And in Everything's a Weapon, students were charged wit' finding something weapon-like in the weapon-free dorms. Me? I like a nice chair. There's a reason it's a classic choice, savvy? Neal was so cold in his office that he was Googling space heaters. I'm assuming that's not something dirty because there are some places even my brain refuses t' go.

In the cabins, Toby turned back from a cat into a naked human--in this weather, I imagine that was not particularly flattering for poor Toby, and Bruce was in his alcove drawing maps of the campground and the preserve. The squirrels assure ye that it's not so he can bury bodies. At least they hope.

And finally in town, Lindsay's playing classic rock at Groovy Tunes. Around here it's important to ask: What does she consider classic? Beethovan? Beatles? Backstreet Boys, God help us? Quinn is listening to Christmas music at the hotel, which seems quite appropriate, given the roughly 18 feet of snow we have outside.

*chittering*

I exaggerate for comic effect. Keep up, squirrels. And Kate was at the movie theater, but is in a sour mood, so be careful if you see Kate today.

At Caritas, Nathan was trying to drink everything, so if no one sees him by about 10 o'clock, check the clinic for alcohol poisoning, savvy? Finally, Jessica was wearing a tiara at the Devil's Nest. I have one too! The jewels really bring out me eyes.

And that's it from me! Talk to ye next week!

[OOC: And I swear I'll link to Alex's townie class when I can, you know, get townies to open for me.]
[identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com
Good morning, ladies, gentlemen, and people I would actually like t' make the acquaintance of! It's I, Captain Jack Sparrow, bringing you the news of yesterday today!

Yay, radio! )

And that's all from here! See ye in class tonight where I can almost promise that woolly mammoth is not on the menu.
[identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com
Good morning, ladies, gentlemen, and people I would actually like t' make the acquaintance of! It's I, Captain Jack Sparrow, bringing you the news of yesterday today!

Yay, radio! )

And that's all from here! See ye in class tonight where I can almost promise that woolly mammoth is not on the menu.

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