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Fandom Radio, Thursday, May 4, 2023
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sexy_giraffeThis is Tahani al-Jamil with our very last radio broadcast together. It's okay, Leroy, you don't need to be strong. I know you're terribly upset about it.
*awkward silence*
Well, you should upset, at least. This is the last of my news for this tiny little island before I return home to a coronation--you'll see me there, I'll be in the non-tragic hat. Beatrice, I'm talking about you.
*chittering*
No, I don't care that she doesn't listen to this broadcast. Her taste is tragic and should be called out as often as possible. There aren't classes this week, and the dorms were quiet as I'm assuming everyone is avoiding me asking them to help me move out. Which is very rude of them, frankly.
In town, Shunsui was ignoring any recriminating glares from coworkers who cleaned up after him in his be-slothed state. Nancy gave advice about an irritating parrot, and Marc updated Irene on his very thrilling business trip in London and meeting with someone who sounds like a sneeze.
*chittering*
Or perhaps you just sneezed, Leroy. It's amazing I can read any of this at all. Detective Watts came in later to fill in more of the gaps of this business trip--they went to a bank and I feel absolutely compelled to say that if that was a high point, you are visiting London incorrectly. And Jon stopped in and commented on the housekeeping Irene needed to do. That is a one-way trip to a Louboutin spiked heel up your bum.
*chittering*
And not one person would blame her. Or have seen anything. And finally, my last Caritas post! There was a special for those who'd turned into animals or those who'd hit animals. Well. The ones last week. Not for people out kicking raccoons like tiny psychopaths. It was also Goose's last trip to Caritas and so no one else will get to judge his terrible taste in shots after I'm gone. I'm almost sad about that. Summer caught Watts up on the mayhem of last week and Watts told her about a stir fry he'd made. You can't see my face, Detective, but rest assured that is is on a journey. Watts also lamented to Steven that Luke's had burned down and so he couldn't have his usual Tuesday lunch. I was a large, angry giraffe for several days. We all have our burdens. Stark received free apology shots to make up for Summer hitting him repeatedly with a baseball bat last week and anywhere else, that sentence would make a police officer show up to ask questions. Summer also made a special order chocolate-pumpkin drink for Annie and I should not judge because she's fallen pregnant but I will judge because I must be true to myself. Steven also congratulated Annie on her happy news and they pondered whether the children who show up after Prom are harbingers of the future. I once saw a child whose father was Beaker and so on behalf of the entire universe, I must say emphatically, please no. And then Steven told Summer about more gaps in his memory and that sounds like a delightful soap opera-y turn of events and so tune in next week for how that goes but I won't be here!
Farewell, Fandom! You have been a part of my life I shall endeavor to forget about starting tomorrow! Ta!
*awkward silence*
Well, you should upset, at least. This is the last of my news for this tiny little island before I return home to a coronation--you'll see me there, I'll be in the non-tragic hat. Beatrice, I'm talking about you.
*chittering*
No, I don't care that she doesn't listen to this broadcast. Her taste is tragic and should be called out as often as possible. There aren't classes this week, and the dorms were quiet as I'm assuming everyone is avoiding me asking them to help me move out. Which is very rude of them, frankly.
In town, Shunsui was ignoring any recriminating glares from coworkers who cleaned up after him in his be-slothed state. Nancy gave advice about an irritating parrot, and Marc updated Irene on his very thrilling business trip in London and meeting with someone who sounds like a sneeze.
*chittering*
Or perhaps you just sneezed, Leroy. It's amazing I can read any of this at all. Detective Watts came in later to fill in more of the gaps of this business trip--they went to a bank and I feel absolutely compelled to say that if that was a high point, you are visiting London incorrectly. And Jon stopped in and commented on the housekeeping Irene needed to do. That is a one-way trip to a Louboutin spiked heel up your bum.
*chittering*
And not one person would blame her. Or have seen anything. And finally, my last Caritas post! There was a special for those who'd turned into animals or those who'd hit animals. Well. The ones last week. Not for people out kicking raccoons like tiny psychopaths. It was also Goose's last trip to Caritas and so no one else will get to judge his terrible taste in shots after I'm gone. I'm almost sad about that. Summer caught Watts up on the mayhem of last week and Watts told her about a stir fry he'd made. You can't see my face, Detective, but rest assured that is is on a journey. Watts also lamented to Steven that Luke's had burned down and so he couldn't have his usual Tuesday lunch. I was a large, angry giraffe for several days. We all have our burdens. Stark received free apology shots to make up for Summer hitting him repeatedly with a baseball bat last week and anywhere else, that sentence would make a police officer show up to ask questions. Summer also made a special order chocolate-pumpkin drink for Annie and I should not judge because she's fallen pregnant but I will judge because I must be true to myself. Steven also congratulated Annie on her happy news and they pondered whether the children who show up after Prom are harbingers of the future. I once saw a child whose father was Beaker and so on behalf of the entire universe, I must say emphatically, please no. And then Steven told Summer about more gaps in his memory and that sounds like a delightful soap opera-y turn of events and so tune in next week for how that goes but I won't be here!
Farewell, Fandom! You have been a part of my life I shall endeavor to forget about starting tomorrow! Ta!