WTFH Radio [Wednesday evening]
Thursday, December 23rd, 2010 12:02 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Robin: Hello, old booth. Been awhile. I wonder if there's still booze stashed behind this mic....
Vida: Excuse me, furry little gentlemen, I assure you I am moving as fast as I can in these heels, there is no need to push me. I remember you bringing me here once before, and -- oh, hello, sweet pea, how are you this fine evening?
Robin: ...oh, hi. Want some rum? I found it here. It's probably not anyone's secret stash or anything. Squirrels grab you too?
Vida: Yes, they are quite insistent, aren't they?
Robin: One time, I tried to tell them no, and they waited until I fell asleep and then dragged me here with their tiny furry army. True story.
Vida: Well, they had best not try that with me. They really don't want to see what I'm like if I haven't had a chance to put my face on.
Robin: You and me both, sister. My husband will tell horror stories about me before my coffee. Or my scotch. Anyway, it at least looks like the notes are light. You couldn't have gotten one of the kids to do this, guys? Really?
Squirrels: *insistent chittering!*
Vida: Now, now, language! There's no need to be rude, pumpkins. We'll take care of these for you.
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Vida: Excuse me, furry little gentlemen, I assure you I am moving as fast as I can in these heels, there is no need to push me. I remember you bringing me here once before, and -- oh, hello, sweet pea, how are you this fine evening?
Robin: ...oh, hi. Want some rum? I found it here. It's probably not anyone's secret stash or anything. Squirrels grab you too?
Vida: Yes, they are quite insistent, aren't they?
Robin: One time, I tried to tell them no, and they waited until I fell asleep and then dragged me here with their tiny furry army. True story.
Vida: Well, they had best not try that with me. They really don't want to see what I'm like if I haven't had a chance to put my face on.
Robin: You and me both, sister. My husband will tell horror stories about me before my coffee. Or my scotch. Anyway, it at least looks like the notes are light. You couldn't have gotten one of the kids to do this, guys? Really?
Squirrels: *insistent chittering!*
Vida: Now, now, language! There's no need to be rude, pumpkins. We'll take care of these for you.
( SO MANY LINKS GOD )