WTFH, Friday
Friday, October 16th, 2015 02:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Good morning to Fandom and Crazy This Can't Possibly Go Right For Long Island, this is your radio for the day, you know the drill.
In the morning, Obi-Wan woke Anakin up early, something something they're still basically a married couple. Dante stole Ezra's lunch at the restaurant, which is a new and exciting forage into not being traumatising for those two. Cassandra enjoyed herself at the fitness center, while Jasper hit the pool.
In the Gallimamus Valley - that sounds like a name someone back home would come up with - Gwen enjoyed being around giant lizard creatures that mostly just like eating plants. Good call, Gwen. The Raptor Paddock was more popular, because not everyone is sensible around here - I am grateful for you, Gwen - and certainly not Cara, who tried to talk Kitty into hiring a raptor.
No.
No.
Tali spent the morning sensibly geeking out over movies instead. The rest of you built plush dinosaurs, swam with dinosaurs, or ziplined, presumably also with dinosaurs.
By evening, Skywalker still hadn't managed to start an island-wide dinosaur riot, for which I'm grateful. Isabela enjoyed the pool, some people bought stuff, I went on a game drive because someone needs to scope out the danger around here, and Kitty stargazed.
Kitty, I promise you I won't drink at the Devil's Nest for at least a month if you keep up the 'no hiring raptors' policy, by the way.
Anyway, that's it. Please don't ruin our no-fatalities streak on the last day. That'll be all.
In the morning, Obi-Wan woke Anakin up early, something something they're still basically a married couple. Dante stole Ezra's lunch at the restaurant, which is a new and exciting forage into not being traumatising for those two. Cassandra enjoyed herself at the fitness center, while Jasper hit the pool.
In the Gallimamus Valley - that sounds like a name someone back home would come up with - Gwen enjoyed being around giant lizard creatures that mostly just like eating plants. Good call, Gwen. The Raptor Paddock was more popular, because not everyone is sensible around here - I am grateful for you, Gwen - and certainly not Cara, who tried to talk Kitty into hiring a raptor.
No.
No.
Tali spent the morning sensibly geeking out over movies instead. The rest of you built plush dinosaurs, swam with dinosaurs, or ziplined, presumably also with dinosaurs.
By evening, Skywalker still hadn't managed to start an island-wide dinosaur riot, for which I'm grateful. Isabela enjoyed the pool, some people bought stuff, I went on a game drive because someone needs to scope out the danger around here, and Kitty stargazed.
Kitty, I promise you I won't drink at the Devil's Nest for at least a month if you keep up the 'no hiring raptors' policy, by the way.
Anyway, that's it. Please don't ruin our no-fatalities streak on the last day. That'll be all.