Fandom Radio :: Monday, February 18th.

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Turtle: Good evening, Fandom, and welcome to your weekly Monday radio broadcast featuring none other than yours truly, T.R. Wexler, and my co-host, best boyfriend in the world, Jeff Murdock.

Jeff: Hello everyone! I'm Jeff, and I'm here with the best girlfriend.

Turtle: We actually have a top story for you all today, and that is that Meg Manning, while being a horribly petty person who, in the face of not getting what she wants, even in the most democratic of methods, will lose all respect for other people's property , is, at the very least, not a liar. However, I think we can all learn from her action and keep in mind that the next time you want to prank someone, seriously? Don't use a credit card to buy out all the pink glitter in their store, thus leaving an extremely easy paper trail for the prank victim to follow. Mister Deadpool, oh, how your minion standards have fallen. That said, let's get onto the other news, shall we?

Jeff: Meg bought all your glitter?!

Turtle: All the pink glitter. But, she was, of course, so kind as to return it back to me. Thanks for the purchase, Meg! Always happy to serve all your glitter needs at good old T&C.

( Radio Goes Here! )

Turtle: That's all the notes tonight. Jeff, you're totally walking back with me just in case there's still people running around naked in their underwear, right?

Jeff: No one's flashing my girlfriend! ...Again!

Turtle: See? Best boyfriend ever.

Fandom Radio: Tuesday, February 19th

[raspberryturk]

Reno: Yo, Fandom! It's Tuesday night again, which means you poor schmucks have to listen to us again. Sittin' here, drinkin' rum, hangin' out with the rodents without you. I bet you're all jealous, yoto.

Jenny: Unless of course, you're sitting around drinking rum without squirrels watching you with their beady little eyes. But then, it's rum we didn't have to pay for so I guess it balances out.

Reno: The rum really helps deal with the staring beady little eye thing, I think.

Jenny: This is true. *glug glug glug* Yes, I feel better already.

Reno: The things with the starin' little eyes seem to be handing us notes. Which ain't a shock, really, but I figured I ought to mention that. Sooner we read 'em, sooner we can take the rum somewhere that don't have starin' beady eye issues, yo.

Jenny: I like your plan. It's a good plan. Plan-shaped. Right, so. On with the news!

( They're Watching You! )

Jenny: If they tune in for the mental scarring, they've come to the right place. That should be our tagline. If it isn't already. Remember, folks, the squirrels see you when you're sleeping. They know when you're awake. Take it, Reno!

Reno: ... The hell are you singing?

Jenny: ...at least it's not Danny Boy?

Reno: ... I'm never gonna understand you. I'm thinkin' that's a good thing, yo. Say goodnight, Jenny.

Jenny: Good night, Jenny.

*There's a moment of static, and then a heartbreaking rendition of Danny Boy.*