Pirate Radio, October 27

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*cough cough* Hello, is this thing on? Well, what do you know, it is! Hello there, you spicy meatbags. You're listening to Fandom High's premiere Pirate Radio Station, and this is Tom Servo, your new lord and master of the airwaves. Bow before me, sons of Jor-El. Kneel before Zod!

*laughter*

So, what has been going on in the world of smooches, huh? Boy, let me tell you, we had more than our fair share of kinky teenage sexcapades today!

Lilly and Draco bake, in a totally non-drug related way. And speaking of drugs, Jonathan Crane shows up And there isn’t any awkwardness at all, nope!

Flowers arrived for half the population, apparently. The other half probably cried themselves into an emocoma, feeling neglected. In other emo news, Bagoas cried about his man-lovers. I’d tell you to cheer up, kid, but I’m sure you’re giving more enjoyment to people crying than you do while happy. In other news, Coffee for the CSI UST suckers. Don’t even try and refute me on that one.

Cameron Mitchell and Vala were regular snuggle bunnies, and Phoebe and Cole are also victims of the raging epidemic of emo-itis. So do George and Jayne. Okay... can somebody tell me which of these is the girl? Cause the names are confusing. And seeing pictures makes me think one of them is an ape.

Yellow Flashy Button Alert! We’ve got commercial sign, gang!

( Say Yes to Vampires )

And what does the world of Academia hold for us, children? Why, a magical land of lectures to sleep through, and behind door number three, a BRAND NEW CAR!

...okay, maybe I was kidding about the car.

Speaking of large, thick objects, The Tick's Criminal Justice class started work on projects today, the lucky devils. Ted's Music 101 is beginning a scavenger hunt. A musical scavenger hunt. It's like musical chairs, only more complicated and there isn't cake involved. Note to Ted, things are always better with cake. Mmmm, cake.

Band practice covered selecting a song. I'm available for guest vocals, kids. Give me a call and the Servo's golden voice will grace your band to the delight of folks of all ages!

On a subject I am very familiar with, Shop Class dealt with bombs! Quantum Physics covered something about non-standard spaces. Are these double-letter or triple-word score spaces?

Abnormal Psychology discusses parents. Kids, I give one tip. Accuse your parents. Then come with them to the movie theater this weekend, and watch I Accuse My Parents. Great weekend activity for the whole family!

Love is Art in Art Class, Speech covers broken friendships. Martial Arts covers, big-no-whammy-of-a-surprise, Martial Arts.

Philosopy is discussing Descartes. The biggest lesson there? Do not put Descartes in front of the De-Horse. *hearty laugh* It was Quiz Time for Bio, Obscenity rules supreme in Criminology, and Journalism was a heaping load of preparation... Preperation H, that is! *slide whistle, and a laugh*

And here's a list of the severely dull classes of the day: Greco Roman Archaeology, Linguistics, Governments, Arthurian Tradition, East Asian Something, History of the Ancient Whatever, and Starting a Small Boredom.

We've got commercial sign, so I now hit the big flashing yellow button...
( Commercial: Say Yes to Celine Dion )

And coming in from that uncomfortable nugget of intestinal joy, here's your Study Hall antics report, because apparently studying in the study hall is a concept beyond you nincompoops.

Principal Connor has costumed puppies. I've only been here four days, and I'm already terrified of her! Jonathan Crane chats with Angelus, the strapping young boy-love couple will probably have heads turning in uncomfortable, neck-snapping ways soon. Bridge has Moon Shoes! If I had legs, I’d be jealous of the lucky sonuvvagun, and Marty and Callisto cover security issues.

Oh look, flashy yellow button. Commercial Sign!

( Mayor Announcement )

And now, the rest of the stupid crap you idiots were up to. Seriously, you guys are dumber than TV's Frank on a bad day. That's saying something.

Spike’s is low on patrons, Crowley and Aziraphale are practially attached at the hip, and Tara has Crack. Of either the butt, cocaine, or crimefighting kind. Take your pick!

Charlie Kawalsky is like a regular Santa. Do we have any martians on campus to come harass the idiot, please?

Girl-George muses, You wouldn’t like Rory Gilmore when she’s angry, And Totally not Doctor Quinn, definitely not a Medicine Woman, has a list for her slave, Bridge. Slavery is wacky fun, kids! Somebody want to smack that Ethics teacher upside the head for me, geezes. Padme fails at life... I mean, fails at cookies. I get the two confused sometimes, silly old me, heh!

Well, this shiny, handsome robot is now thoroughly disgusted exhausted from sorting through all this paper with my tiny little arms, so, I’m signing off. Tom Servo, overlord of the airwaves, will be back in two week, and that idiot Ashley will be back next week.

Push the button, Barbossa.

*pop, and then static*