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Fandom Radio, Saturday, December 15
Dean: Good evening Fandom. We have fudge and you don't.
Sam: Really good fudge, if I may say so.
Dean: We so rock at this candy making thing.
Sam: I think we rock at the giving ourselves a sugar high thing in general. If my hands start shaking, cut me off from the fudge.
Dean: You telling me you're going to be as much of a lightweight with sugar as you are with alcohol?
Sam: I'm not that bad. But dude, we have a lot of fudge, and I don't know about you, but I'm not sharing with the squirrels.
Dean: Me neither. That's why I brought a bag of nuts we didn't use.
Sam: That was very good advance thinking. I'm kind of proud of you right now.
Dean: I keep telling you, I'm an awesome brother.
Sam: I'm way too hyped up to disagree with you there. Are you awesome enough to start our stack of notes?
Dean: I am indeed that awesome.
I CAN HAZ A SCHOOL?
Dean:: As usual on Saturdays, Mac opened the library. In the morning a cat came by with strange words appearing over its head. Huh. Should I be checking Hunter for strange words?
Sam: No, I think Altra was the only one with the weird words today. Although, if Hunter's next, I'm going to laugh, just to warn you.
Dean: You'll hurt his feelings if you laugh at him.
Sam: Aww, you're such a protective cat parent. That's kind of endearing.
Dean: Oh, bite me. In the afternoon Hoshi spent some time studying. Without floating words one assumes.
Sam: I would assume so as well.
WE'RE IN UR DORM, ENJOYIN OUR WEEKENDZ!
Sam: Adah went to visit River and her droid baby today. I don't know why River wanted to keep the droid, with all the trouble people seemed to be having with them, but more power to her.
It seems that Altra spent the whole day stuck talking in cat macros. Gavin, being a sensible person, took the opportunity to mock the crap out of him, and Hermione chose to try to proofread the macros instead. I think she might officially be geekier than me, and that's saying something.
Dean: I wasn't going to point it out, but yeah. That's pushing even your geek moments.
Sam: Clearly, I have a new standard to live up to. Adam paid a visit to Eve for some late birthday celebrating...and I just realized they're Adam and Eve, like the Bible. *laughs* Okay, I think that's only funny to me, sorry.
Dean: You're trying for geek points aren't you?
Sam: No. Maybe? I do think that's kind of funny.
Chad and Peter Parker got into a fight over how loud Chad could play his music. General guideline? If the walls are vibrating, it's probably too loud.
Dean: When did you turn into... well I'd say Dad but he never yelled about turning our music down. Some old person who doesn't appreciate music at its proper volume?
Sam: Right around the time you decided what you think 'proper volume' means.
Dean: Dude, real music was made to shake the walls.
Sam: Not if you're living in a dorm and subjecting other people to your taste in music.
Dean: No one's complained about my music. Well, 'cept you. But I already knew you had no taste.
Sam: My taste is fine, thank you very much. Earlier this morning, Dean made breakfast and fudge this morning in the common room, like the awesome brother he is, even if his music sucks. Neil came in to get some coffee, and I would call him an addict, but I'm not really one to talk.
I helped with the fudge, because I'm awesome too, and Meg offered to help by being a taste tester, after talking to Dean about finals, and how bendy Deadpool is. I don't want to know how she knows that, do I?
Dean: I'm trying to block out that part of the conversation. I'm much more interested in how bendy Meg is.
Sam: I don't want to know how you know that either.
Dean: You know how bendy Dawn is, right? Same way I know how bendy Meg is.
Sam: I'm so not discussing Dawn's bendiness with you right now. Speaking of her, Dawn also came by the common room, and ended up talking to Dean about kicking elves. Do you ever have normal conversations with her?
Dean: Maybe. Occasionally. When we talk about you. No, wait, those aren't normal either. Nope, not that you'd notice.
Sam: Well, at least you two are consistent. Later in the evening, John Sheppard made Play-Doh babies. Awww, I think someone misses their droids.
Ino was curious about Play-Doh and how it works, and she and John talked about his art, their droid babies, and Ino's crazy boyfriend. Ino talked to Jaina about being bored, although I don't know how anyone can be bored with finals next week.
A.J. and Ino talked about superpowers, rainbows, and some kind of challenge involving paint and water that's bound to be even messier than it's supposed to be.
Jaina was curious about the whole Play-Doh thing too, and John was nice enough to explain everything to her.
A.J. came by, apparently drawn to the potential for art like a magnet, and he declared that John is an artistic genius.
And in late-breaking news, Altra is apparently still cat macroing and is drunk. This sounds like a good potential for entertainment, if anyone feels so inclined.
Dean: Do cats even get drunk?
Sam: I guess they do. Please don't take this as a chance to see if you can get Hunter intoxicated.
Dean: Dude, he's a cat. I wouldn't do that to him.
NOES, TOWNIES BE STEALIN MAH BUCKET!
Dean: Down in town, Gabriel was tossing dead mice in the air at the church. Okay, dude, seriously, you need to get a better hobby.
Mary had afternoon tea and a gingerbread Las Vegas at the Arms. Wow, a whole Las Vegas you can eat? Now that I wish I'd seen. And eaten.
Sam: God, I can just imagine you eating your way through an entire gingerbread city.
Dean: Like Godzilla destroying Tokyo. When Alec gets back, we'll have to try that.
Sam: Give me some warning, so I know to stay far, far away?
Dean: Sure, Sammy. Whatever. At the banana GMB es- esche- gave up frozen bananas for hot coffee. And I still am going to resist the really easy joke there.
Yitzhak was busy surfing the web at Luke's and Turtle tried to do Christmas shopping at T&C. I guess if you own a place, you're going to shop there.
At the clinic Christian did presents on the day shift and Wilson did inventory on the night shift.
D'argo did Caritas and Altra had drinks and sang.
Dean: First horses, now cats, they really will serve anyone there won't they?
Sam: Yes, but I don't think anyone's complaining about that.
Dean: Well no, but you'd think they'd have some standards.
Sam: I think the standard is "creature capable of drinking."
Dean: Dude, we're so keeping Gracie out of there until she's in her twenties.
Sam: Twenties might be a bit early. I was thinking thirties.
Dean: The cat was singing. I'm not sure she'll ever be old enough for that place.
Sam: I think you're right. I'm sure she'll thank us later.
Dean: She can have some fudge though.
Sam: *laughs* All the fudge she wants.
Sam: Really good fudge, if I may say so.
Dean: We so rock at this candy making thing.
Sam: I think we rock at the giving ourselves a sugar high thing in general. If my hands start shaking, cut me off from the fudge.
Dean: You telling me you're going to be as much of a lightweight with sugar as you are with alcohol?
Sam: I'm not that bad. But dude, we have a lot of fudge, and I don't know about you, but I'm not sharing with the squirrels.
Dean: Me neither. That's why I brought a bag of nuts we didn't use.
Sam: That was very good advance thinking. I'm kind of proud of you right now.
Dean: I keep telling you, I'm an awesome brother.
Sam: I'm way too hyped up to disagree with you there. Are you awesome enough to start our stack of notes?
Dean: I am indeed that awesome.
I CAN HAZ A SCHOOL?
Dean:: As usual on Saturdays, Mac opened the library. In the morning a cat came by with strange words appearing over its head. Huh. Should I be checking Hunter for strange words?
Sam: No, I think Altra was the only one with the weird words today. Although, if Hunter's next, I'm going to laugh, just to warn you.
Dean: You'll hurt his feelings if you laugh at him.
Sam: Aww, you're such a protective cat parent. That's kind of endearing.
Dean: Oh, bite me. In the afternoon Hoshi spent some time studying. Without floating words one assumes.
Sam: I would assume so as well.
WE'RE IN UR DORM, ENJOYIN OUR WEEKENDZ!
Sam: Adah went to visit River and her droid baby today. I don't know why River wanted to keep the droid, with all the trouble people seemed to be having with them, but more power to her.
It seems that Altra spent the whole day stuck talking in cat macros. Gavin, being a sensible person, took the opportunity to mock the crap out of him, and Hermione chose to try to proofread the macros instead. I think she might officially be geekier than me, and that's saying something.
Dean: I wasn't going to point it out, but yeah. That's pushing even your geek moments.
Sam: Clearly, I have a new standard to live up to. Adam paid a visit to Eve for some late birthday celebrating...and I just realized they're Adam and Eve, like the Bible. *laughs* Okay, I think that's only funny to me, sorry.
Dean: You're trying for geek points aren't you?
Sam: No. Maybe? I do think that's kind of funny.
Chad and Peter Parker got into a fight over how loud Chad could play his music. General guideline? If the walls are vibrating, it's probably too loud.
Dean: When did you turn into... well I'd say Dad but he never yelled about turning our music down. Some old person who doesn't appreciate music at its proper volume?
Sam: Right around the time you decided what you think 'proper volume' means.
Dean: Dude, real music was made to shake the walls.
Sam: Not if you're living in a dorm and subjecting other people to your taste in music.
Dean: No one's complained about my music. Well, 'cept you. But I already knew you had no taste.
Sam: My taste is fine, thank you very much. Earlier this morning, Dean made breakfast and fudge this morning in the common room, like the awesome brother he is, even if his music sucks. Neil came in to get some coffee, and I would call him an addict, but I'm not really one to talk.
I helped with the fudge, because I'm awesome too, and Meg offered to help by being a taste tester, after talking to Dean about finals, and how bendy Deadpool is. I don't want to know how she knows that, do I?
Dean: I'm trying to block out that part of the conversation. I'm much more interested in how bendy Meg is.
Sam: I don't want to know how you know that either.
Dean: You know how bendy Dawn is, right? Same way I know how bendy Meg is.
Sam: I'm so not discussing Dawn's bendiness with you right now. Speaking of her, Dawn also came by the common room, and ended up talking to Dean about kicking elves. Do you ever have normal conversations with her?
Dean: Maybe. Occasionally. When we talk about you. No, wait, those aren't normal either. Nope, not that you'd notice.
Sam: Well, at least you two are consistent. Later in the evening, John Sheppard made Play-Doh babies. Awww, I think someone misses their droids.
Ino was curious about Play-Doh and how it works, and she and John talked about his art, their droid babies, and Ino's crazy boyfriend. Ino talked to Jaina about being bored, although I don't know how anyone can be bored with finals next week.
A.J. and Ino talked about superpowers, rainbows, and some kind of challenge involving paint and water that's bound to be even messier than it's supposed to be.
Jaina was curious about the whole Play-Doh thing too, and John was nice enough to explain everything to her.
A.J. came by, apparently drawn to the potential for art like a magnet, and he declared that John is an artistic genius.
And in late-breaking news, Altra is apparently still cat macroing and is drunk. This sounds like a good potential for entertainment, if anyone feels so inclined.
Dean: Do cats even get drunk?
Sam: I guess they do. Please don't take this as a chance to see if you can get Hunter intoxicated.
Dean: Dude, he's a cat. I wouldn't do that to him.
NOES, TOWNIES BE STEALIN MAH BUCKET!
Dean: Down in town, Gabriel was tossing dead mice in the air at the church. Okay, dude, seriously, you need to get a better hobby.
Mary had afternoon tea and a gingerbread Las Vegas at the Arms. Wow, a whole Las Vegas you can eat? Now that I wish I'd seen. And eaten.
Sam: God, I can just imagine you eating your way through an entire gingerbread city.
Dean: Like Godzilla destroying Tokyo. When Alec gets back, we'll have to try that.
Sam: Give me some warning, so I know to stay far, far away?
Dean: Sure, Sammy. Whatever. At the banana GMB es- esche- gave up frozen bananas for hot coffee. And I still am going to resist the really easy joke there.
Yitzhak was busy surfing the web at Luke's and Turtle tried to do Christmas shopping at T&C. I guess if you own a place, you're going to shop there.
At the clinic Christian did presents on the day shift and Wilson did inventory on the night shift.
D'argo did Caritas and Altra had drinks and sang.
Dean: First horses, now cats, they really will serve anyone there won't they?
Sam: Yes, but I don't think anyone's complaining about that.
Dean: Well no, but you'd think they'd have some standards.
Sam: I think the standard is "creature capable of drinking."
Dean: Dude, we're so keeping Gracie out of there until she's in her twenties.
Sam: Twenties might be a bit early. I was thinking thirties.
Dean: The cat was singing. I'm not sure she'll ever be old enough for that place.
Sam: I think you're right. I'm sure she'll thank us later.
Dean: She can have some fudge though.
Sam: *laughs* All the fudge she wants.
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