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fandom_radio2015-04-05 08:40 am
myownface) wrote in fandom_radio2015-04-05 08:40 am
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Fandom Radio, Sunday, April 5th
Whoa, jeeze. Seriously, guys? You came here too? I mean, of course you did. Of course. But, like, wow. That is some impressive portable setup. How are you going to keep it running, anyway? The power here has been, um. Super great. Really.
... Is that a portable generator? Isn't that going to be a little lou-
*Br-br-br-HRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMRMMMMMM!!!!*
Shine on, you crazy butterflies. I'll try to get this over with fast so that nobody feels the need to come out of their tent with a pellet gun.
Okay, so those suckers back on the island not spending their Easter weekend with sand in their shorts and bugs in the bathroom included Flick with the punching bag in the gym, and Isabelle, worried that he was pushing himself so hard. Dani at the Gig was playing daredevil games when she tried to wake a sleeping gremlin with a pitchfork, and over at Caritas, Mike was fabulous and sexy and also beardy. You don't say?
And then, here in Indiana, by the tents, Barry was, like, super tired when Sia came to check up on him, and Elsa swung by to deliver coffee like some kind of pale-haired angel with hips we should all be jealous of. Eliot and Jalian did some bonding over how they slept outside the tents like super outdoorsy people who don't appreciate that it is fucking cold out here and a tent is an important tool for keeping things like the weather off of you oh my god I'm Canadian, trust me, I know weather.
Here at the campsite, Elsa with her giant freaking dog talked to Raven about the dunes, and gave her an apology before they started talking powers. Jalian was way more interested in playing fetch with the dog while Elsa made tea. There was other stuff to do on the trip, like go hiking down the hard trail like Four and Sia did. They had a nice chat or something, I guess, which probably didn't involve sprained ankles or rattlesnakes like this squirrel was worried about.
...
Oh my god there are venomous snakes in Indiana, aren't there? We have, like, one species in Ontario and nobody ever sees them because they're endangered and I am going back into my tent until the trip is done after this broadcast, holy shit.
*Clears throat* Okay, so, we were still here yesterday evening, obviously, and there were tents and there was a campsite that even had power again, where after some skinny dipping escapades with Parker and Eliot - oh god I love you all you're insane - Hardison was making ice cream and trying to set up a sound system. Eliot did the not crazy thing and dragged him over to the fire to thaw, because okay, he'll sleep outside in the rattlesnake infested woods in early April, but at least he has the good sense to have hot soup when he's skinny-dipped himself sick. Kitty appreciated the ice cream, anyway. And there was talk about working at a Chocolate Festival? Is that really a thing? If that's a thing I want that job. I will be a chocolate festival carnie or something and it will be glorious.
And, wrapping it all up, there are still bugs in the bathroom. But there probably aren't rattlesnakes, so, like, it's still a better idea to piss there than in out in the dunes.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go hide back in the tent, oh my god.
... Is that a portable generator? Isn't that going to be a little lou-
*Br-br-br-HRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMRMMMMMM!!!!*
Shine on, you crazy butterflies. I'll try to get this over with fast so that nobody feels the need to come out of their tent with a pellet gun.
Okay, so those suckers back on the island not spending their Easter weekend with sand in their shorts and bugs in the bathroom included Flick with the punching bag in the gym, and Isabelle, worried that he was pushing himself so hard. Dani at the Gig was playing daredevil games when she tried to wake a sleeping gremlin with a pitchfork, and over at Caritas, Mike was fabulous and sexy and also beardy. You don't say?
And then, here in Indiana, by the tents, Barry was, like, super tired when Sia came to check up on him, and Elsa swung by to deliver coffee like some kind of pale-haired angel with hips we should all be jealous of. Eliot and Jalian did some bonding over how they slept outside the tents like super outdoorsy people who don't appreciate that it is fucking cold out here and a tent is an important tool for keeping things like the weather off of you oh my god I'm Canadian, trust me, I know weather.
Here at the campsite, Elsa with her giant freaking dog talked to Raven about the dunes, and gave her an apology before they started talking powers. Jalian was way more interested in playing fetch with the dog while Elsa made tea. There was other stuff to do on the trip, like go hiking down the hard trail like Four and Sia did. They had a nice chat or something, I guess, which probably didn't involve sprained ankles or rattlesnakes like this squirrel was worried about.
...
Oh my god there are venomous snakes in Indiana, aren't there? We have, like, one species in Ontario and nobody ever sees them because they're endangered and I am going back into my tent until the trip is done after this broadcast, holy shit.
*Clears throat* Okay, so, we were still here yesterday evening, obviously, and there were tents and there was a campsite that even had power again, where after some skinny dipping escapades with Parker and Eliot - oh god I love you all you're insane - Hardison was making ice cream and trying to set up a sound system. Eliot did the not crazy thing and dragged him over to the fire to thaw, because okay, he'll sleep outside in the rattlesnake infested woods in early April, but at least he has the good sense to have hot soup when he's skinny-dipped himself sick. Kitty appreciated the ice cream, anyway. And there was talk about working at a Chocolate Festival? Is that really a thing? If that's a thing I want that job. I will be a chocolate festival carnie or something and it will be glorious.
And, wrapping it all up, there are still bugs in the bathroom. But there probably aren't rattlesnakes, so, like, it's still a better idea to piss there than in out in the dunes.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go hide back in the tent, oh my god.