Fandom Radio, Saturday Morning
Saturday, June 30th, 2012 12:16 amLoki: I have some foul concoction in my hair that smells of coconut. I do not like whatever whimsy has taken the island.
Alex: Whine whine whine. I got hit in the head by a popsicle. I don’t even know where it came from. Maybe a bird dropped it...maybe your bird dropped it on me.
Loki: Ikol would not drop food on you. He would drop rotting meat, but not something sweet.
Alex: While it wouldn’t be the first time, keep your bird away from me.
Loki: But he is ever so fond of you!
( Magpies and Fear gods, yo. )
Alex: Whine whine whine. I got hit in the head by a popsicle. I don’t even know where it came from. Maybe a bird dropped it...maybe your bird dropped it on me.
Loki: Ikol would not drop food on you. He would drop rotting meat, but not something sweet.
Alex: While it wouldn’t be the first time, keep your bird away from me.
Loki: But he is ever so fond of you!
( Magpies and Fear gods, yo. )