Fandom Radio :: Friday, July 24th.

[a-demosthenes.livejournal.com]

Turtle: Good evening, fellow Fandomites! You're listening to WTFH radio this Friday night or Saturday morning if you're a pod-cast person...

Valentine: ...or Saturday afternoon if you're a late riser...

Turtle: That too! And we'll be late risers, ourselves, thanks to the awesome slumber party that we should get back to, so let's read the notes and get on our merry little way.

Valentine: Sounds like a plan. ...wha...what are you doing, Turtle?

Turtle: Braiding your hair.

Valentine: Uh, why?

Turtle: Because if we can't be at the slumber party thanks to radio, we can bring the slumber party to radio. Besides, your hair is just really long and pretty and soft. Maybe I'm just nostalgic for my own hair, too.

Valentine: Alright, then, here's your news, while Turtle Wexler pets me like I'm a cat, then.

( Unfortunately, there is no Valentine Wiggin Purring in this Broadcast. )

Turtle: Gee, I wonder.

Valentine: I find him very personable.

Turtle: Yeah, you would.

Valentine: Anyway, the notes are done. Shouldn't we be heading back to your cabin and talking about this over you doing my nails?

Turtle: Ooooh, we should! Good night, Fandom, and have a prosperous tomorrow!

*click!*





[[ and our dutiful radio hosts have faithfully kept the boxer raid off the air for solidarity and secrecy, but here's the link all the same, and the party link, too! ]]


[[ AND NOW WITH 75% MORE DORMS BECAUSE I'M AN IDIOT. bitch_prince gets cookies for making me aware of my idiocy. Maybe a pony, too. ]]

Fandom Radio - Saturday, July 25th

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Sweet mother of all that is holy and good in the world. It is too hot to live. Can we get a lil' AC in here?

*sulky chittering*

Oh, c'mon. Don't be that way! It was never meant to be between us. I'm a Scorpio and you guys are all intelligent rats with fluffy ass tails and a yen for reporting the news. It was like starcrossed lover. Ships passing in the night. Yin and Yang. Salt and Peppah. You get where I'm going with this? Because I really don't.

If I give you rum, will you like me again?

*chitters*

...I'll take that as a yes.
( Pop Tarts are evil )

Aaaaand that's it folks. Remember to tip your squirrel. G'NIGHT!