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Fandom Radio, 3/4/07
Monday, March 5th, 2007 12:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nadiathesaint*Sound of loud squirrel chittering for a few minutes before a thump of a door opening and closing*
Nadia: Shut up, I'm here, I'm here. Sorry, I had to take care of some things . . . Walter, just sit down, okay? The squirrels will leave you alone, I promise.--*Chittering*--Give me the notes.--*Chittering*--No, you have to give me the--*paper rustling, followed by a brief silence*--you're kidding.--*Chittering*--Look, first of all, this is a radio broadcast, that means they can't see--*chitterchitter*--Okay, but I don't think most of our listeners can--*chitter*--I'm trying to tell you. It won't work! I don't speak squirrel!--*chitterchitter*--well, yeah, but I totally make that up as I go along. I don't know what you're really saying to me--*chitter* *thwop*--OW! Okay, okay, enough with the acorns already!
*brief feedback*
Right. Hi, Fandom. Nadia Santos here on WTFH, where apparently the squirrels have gotten it into their heads that it's their turn to bring you the news of the day. Unfortunately, as I pointed out to them, we don't speak squirrel. But they're determined little buggers and so they've told me that I am to interpret for them.
So here it is, folks. WTFH, the interpretive dance version. *sighs*
( it's radio, squirrel style! )
That's it from me, today, folks. The squirrels are taking bows. Clap for them. Or, don't, that will encourage them to try again next week and there's only so much squirrel charades a girl can handle. Say good night, Walter,
Walter: *mumbles something, already heading for the door to escape the evil squirrel eyes*
Nadia: That'll work.
[ooc: I may have inhaled too many cleaning fumes this weekend.]
Nadia: Shut up, I'm here, I'm here. Sorry, I had to take care of some things . . . Walter, just sit down, okay? The squirrels will leave you alone, I promise.--*Chittering*--Give me the notes.--*Chittering*--No, you have to give me the--*paper rustling, followed by a brief silence*--you're kidding.--*Chittering*--Look, first of all, this is a radio broadcast, that means they can't see--*chitterchitter*--Okay, but I don't think most of our listeners can--*chitter*--I'm trying to tell you. It won't work! I don't speak squirrel!--*chitterchitter*--well, yeah, but I totally make that up as I go along. I don't know what you're really saying to me--*chitter* *thwop*--OW! Okay, okay, enough with the acorns already!
*brief feedback*
Right. Hi, Fandom. Nadia Santos here on WTFH, where apparently the squirrels have gotten it into their heads that it's their turn to bring you the news of the day. Unfortunately, as I pointed out to them, we don't speak squirrel. But they're determined little buggers and so they've told me that I am to interpret for them.
So here it is, folks. WTFH, the interpretive dance version. *sighs*
( it's radio, squirrel style! )
That's it from me, today, folks. The squirrels are taking bows. Clap for them. Or, don't, that will encourage them to try again next week and there's only so much squirrel charades a girl can handle. Say good night, Walter,
Walter: *mumbles something, already heading for the door to escape the evil squirrel eyes*
Nadia: That'll work.
[ooc: I may have inhaled too many cleaning fumes this weekend.]