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fandom_radio2012-12-16 08:01 pm
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Fandom Radio, Monday, December 17
This is it? You interrupted science for this? You could have tweeted that instead, which I'm presenting as a thoroughly hypothetical scenario based on overly optimistic projections of your capacity.
Fine. Let's get this over with. I'll even give you the extra slowed down version just so I can amuse myself thinking up ways to make you help me make up the time I lost when I could have been testing.
Coulson couldn't do anything about the wine in the plumbing, so he converted Wellspring Arms into a wine lounge. That's W-I-N-E, by the way. I could have meant it was a whine lounge, which is to say basically any place where teenagers get together and have conversations. It's an easy mistake to make. I mean, look where we are. Jaina couldn't fix the wine problem at the Devil's Nest either, and just decided to be enterprising and put it on sale.
And then there was Dave, who left for good yesterday, but the barista at the Perk wouldn't let him keep the mug from his very last cup of coffee here as a souvenir. Oh. That's sad. Hang on a second, let me play the world's tiniest violin for you.
*five seconds of silence*
Did you hear it? No? Well, that's what you get for not being able to hear that frequency, so you'll just have to imagine it. Have fun with that; I've got science to do.
[OOC: With much love to the radio squirrels OOCly, of course.]]
Fine. Let's get this over with. I'll even give you the extra slowed down version just so I can amuse myself thinking up ways to make you help me make up the time I lost when I could have been testing.
Coulson couldn't do anything about the wine in the plumbing, so he converted Wellspring Arms into a wine lounge. That's W-I-N-E, by the way. I could have meant it was a whine lounge, which is to say basically any place where teenagers get together and have conversations. It's an easy mistake to make. I mean, look where we are. Jaina couldn't fix the wine problem at the Devil's Nest either, and just decided to be enterprising and put it on sale.
And then there was Dave, who left for good yesterday, but the barista at the Perk wouldn't let him keep the mug from his very last cup of coffee here as a souvenir. Oh. That's sad. Hang on a second, let me play the world's tiniest violin for you.
*five seconds of silence*
Did you hear it? No? Well, that's what you get for not being able to hear that frequency, so you'll just have to imagine it. Have fun with that; I've got science to do.
[OOC: With much love to the radio squirrels OOCly, of course.]]