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WTFH, Saturday, 10/03
Sunday, October 4th, 2009 02:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
carpe_demonDRAKE: Good evening, Fandom! I've somehow managed to break myself free of the conga line of visitors outside my office to get to the radio station so I can bring you all the news and gossip that's fit to print...er...say. Kids, turn the radio off if you don't want your moms and dads to hear. The stack of notes the squirrels have handed me is pretty impressive, though, so I told them to go get me some help.
SWEETS: *sounds of struggling* What in the world are you furry rodents doing?!
DRAKE: Oh, sounds like they got someone. And no, Cole, you can't help, no one can hear you, remember?
SWEETS: What is this? You're one of the teachers. Who are you talking to?
DRAKE: ...no one? Hi, Drake Dèmon, Professor of Literature. Who are you?
SWEETS: Lance Sweets, Guidance Counselor. What am I doing here?
DRAKE: You're going to help me do radio tonight. C'mon, it'll be fun, really. Ask the squirrels for some rum, they might be in a mood to share.
SWEETS: Okay, sure, why not.
( Long radio is looooooong. My fingers are numb. )
DRAKE: That looks like it. Thanks for your help. The squirrels and I appreciate your volunteering!
SWEETS: I'm not sure volunteering is the right word, but, hey, it was fun! And the squirrels definitely serve the best rum.
DRAKE: I'm kind of partial to this Tuscan Lemonade I found. Shut up, Cole, it is not a girly drink.
BOBBY: ...Right. It's definitely been an experience. Good night everyone, and Scott and Warren? Sorry again about not warning you. About, you know, anything.
[Much much <3 and chocolate to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
likeababyduck and longislandiceme for their help, and of course the tireless radio squirrels. Mwah!]
SWEETS: *sounds of struggling* What in the world are you furry rodents doing?!
DRAKE: Oh, sounds like they got someone. And no, Cole, you can't help, no one can hear you, remember?
SWEETS: What is this? You're one of the teachers. Who are you talking to?
DRAKE: ...no one? Hi, Drake Dèmon, Professor of Literature. Who are you?
SWEETS: Lance Sweets, Guidance Counselor. What am I doing here?
DRAKE: You're going to help me do radio tonight. C'mon, it'll be fun, really. Ask the squirrels for some rum, they might be in a mood to share.
SWEETS: Okay, sure, why not.
( Long radio is looooooong. My fingers are numb. )
DRAKE: That looks like it. Thanks for your help. The squirrels and I appreciate your volunteering!
SWEETS: I'm not sure volunteering is the right word, but, hey, it was fun! And the squirrels definitely serve the best rum.
DRAKE: I'm kind of partial to this Tuscan Lemonade I found. Shut up, Cole, it is not a girly drink.
BOBBY: ...Right. It's definitely been an experience. Good night everyone, and Scott and Warren? Sorry again about not warning you. About, you know, anything.
[Much much <3 and chocolate to
likeababyduck and longislandiceme for their help, and of course the tireless radio squirrels. Mwah!]