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Fandom Radio: Friday May 23rd, 2008
Dale: Good evening citizens! This is Special Agent Dale Cooper along with the beautiful yet foul mouthed Faith Lehane to bring you today's news.
Faith: Hey, my mouth ain't that foul. I mean, I'm gonna try real hard not to say [[DEAD AIR]] or nothin'. ... Oh. [[DEAD AIR]]. Sorry?
Dale: For those of you at home, that dead air you are hearing is the result of a button that keeps us from getting fined by the FCC.
Faith: You beeped me!?
Dale: You'll thank me later when the FCC doesn't get all Janet on you. Miss Jackson if you're nasty.
Faith: And I am. Just ask anybody. We gonna do this?
Dale: I was hoping that being on the air might improve your use of colorful language but apparently that's not going to happen. I hope we don't break the button. Let's get going shall we?
School Activities
Dale: The library this morning was opened by Gladys the Golem.
Office hours were held by Mr. Winchester who got a phone call and was visited by the principal. Mr. Logan was taking a nap instead of working, while Mr. Bond who was not napping and Dr. Suresh who was damp. Over in the school office the only entity on duty was apparently just a magic eight ball.
Faith: Those things don't work. I tried 'em. They're just cheap [[DEAD AIR]].
Dale: Faith! Language!
Student Life and all its drama:
Dale: At the Littler Dipper living room, Worf had put together a little feast for his fellow cabinmates. Gwen seemed to think that Worf was under the influence while Romeo was concerned over the animal that Worf had hunted while Jack and Sokka just seemed to want free food. Earlier in the day Jack was depressed over the rain ruining the possibility of a campfire. Johnny Storm told him to get out of the rain but managed to start a fire anyway while Savannah watched them with amusement. Over in the Virgo living room Dean was surfing the net about yaks which apparently led Meg to ask why he was reading yak smut.
... I think I just died a little inside.
Faith: ... Okay, I've done some kinky [[DEAD AIR]] in my time, but I've never heard of yak smut. You sure that ain't a typo?
Dale: *ruffling paper* That is "Y-A-K" correct? I don't need glasses, right?
Faith: No. Don't need glasses. Need some bleach to drink. This [[DEAD AIR]] town, I swear.
Dale: Faith... Language. Please. Now over at the dorm bathroom Blair and Ella were having a conversation. No word about what the content was, but I'm sure it was something wholesome and lovely about summer days and holding hands with boys and nothing illicit whatsoever.
Jaina was over in the gym taking some healthy agression out on the punching bag. So much so that Gladys asked if the bag had done something wrong. John showed up and told Jainathat she's looking good. He also says he's just stopping in for a place to nap. Mr. Sheppard, I suggest you take the time to use the gym to work on your physical fitness. Naps are fine but I recommend using your alcove where you can get proper REM sleep. Meanwhile Cal took a more pacifist approach and hit the weights. Not literally.
Meanwhile Rikku received a letter which apparently led to paper tossing and clock throwing/demolishing. Miss Rikku please remember that destruction of personal property leads you only with something to clean up later. I'd recommend a more wholesome activity such as feeding the homeless or some other community project where you invest your energy into something more productive and helpful. And finally Luke Skywalker took his shuttle and left the island for good. Farewell Mr. Skywalker and happy travels wherever you may be going.
Town. Pretty cool place to be. We recommend checking it out.
Faith: Right. Today, in the grand tradition of stores everywhere, [[DEAD AIR]] was open. Ain't that great? Chad opened Groovy Tunes, Eve opened the York Gallery, Jen opened the Pizza Planet, River opens the Arms Hotel, Ella opens Luke's, and George Michael opens the banana stand. It, uh, it ain't that George Michael, is it? Ino's at The Perk, and Isabel tells her boys are stupid. See, Isabel knows the score.
Kayley was tinkerin' with [[DEAD AIR]] at Stark Industries. Boss Tony don't remember her name, but he wants her to bring some of her own tools next time. Bosses. Always givin' you [[DEAD AIR]]. And Rikku was all hyper at Wellspring Arms, which is just what you want from some chick sellin' guns. She and Cable talked about his baby -- I hope she looks like her mom, or else she's gonna be a [[DEAD AIR]] linebacker -- and Romeo talked about his weekend. Last one, I'm guessin', unless he's psychic, in which case I wanna know what numbers to play.
Dale: Faith! Please. I think the button is going to break if you keep this up.
Faith: Man, you are so uptight. You know what you remind me of? Okay. This one time, right? I had [[EXTENDED DEAD AIR]] 'cause you can't [[EXTENDED DEAD AIR]] unless she [[EXTENDED DEAD AIR]]. ... Did you just beep that!?
Dale: Yes I beeped you. If the FCC didn't fine us for that, the ASPCA would picket us.
Faith: Man, I just said [[DEAD AIR]]! That was a heartwarming story! There was a moral to it and everything!
Dale: I doubt the puppy was happy.
Faith: The puppy got over it. Lulu had some roast pork, and Rikku showed up to mooch some. This the Lulu with the big [[DEAD AIR]]? Now I gotta ask if anyone's allowed to stop and mooch food. Murdock an' Millie headed off-island on a date. France is good for that kinda romantic [[DEAD AIR]]. Robin an' Fraser wake up, and she's still plastered. Sure beats a hangover. Kerrigan works on her armor, and Roy brings her whiskey. Which means Roy goes on my 'people to mooch from' list.
Some guy named Nathan Petrelli -- I don't know his name, but that don't mean I might not have [[DEAD AIR]] him, I suck with names is all -- is walking home with his brother Peter. I don't think I know him either, same disclaimer gets slapped on that. Blair wants to know they're going to the Hamptons, so apparently she's some rich [[DEAD AIR]]. Great. And then Willow shows up -- Oh. Yeah. Dunno which world you're from, probably owe you an apology or three, so, y'know, take a few -- and the four of 'em try to figure out if it's Talk in the Middle of the Street day. I gotta say, if it is, that's a pretty [[DEAD AIR]] holiday, and no one told me about it. And Igor is working on an experiment, and ... I don't wanna know. I just don't wanna [[DEAD AIR]] know.
And Jolee, who's my boss, so I'm gonna call him Mr. Jolee, Sir, even though I think that's his first name, not his last, was there at Caritas, and the zombies were bein' ... the New Kids on the Block. You [[DEAD AIR]] me? And Mr. Jolee, Sir, didn't hit 'em or nothin'? Charlotte says she's gettin' flashbacks. Oh! Hey, Charlotte! I'm Faith and I beat people up for the [[DEAD AIR]] of it and this is your official warning not to hurt Dale, 'cause I haven't smashed someone's kidneys in a while and I'd love to try. We cool?
Dale: Faith! That was completely uncalled for. Apologize this instant!
Faith: [[DEAD AIR]] wants to break your heart, then [[DEAD AIR]] oughta know what's coming to her. Just a friendly warning, 'sall.
Dale: I think my thumb is getting a blister.
Faith: [[DEAD AIR]]. Back at Caritas, Jaye asked Jolee to beer her. Atta girl. And Igor was at the Clinic. Hopefully 'cause he works there, and not 'cause he's missin' a spleen.
Dale: He's missing a spleen? Perhaps he should file a report with the police. Organ harvesting is a horrible crime.
Faith: Okay, but that's the punchline to this awesome joke I know, it starts with, right, so this guy is [[DEAD AIR]], right? And he [[EXTENDED DEAD AIR]].
Dale: Darn it Faith! Darn it all to hell! First, I've warned you about your language! Secondly, that's not even physically possible and now you've made me swear. Look! That blister on my thumb burst because of you.
Faith: Okay, this right here? This is what I meant about you being wound too tight. Charlotte, if you're listening, you wanna help out here? 'Cause I swear he really needs a good --
Dale: (Very quickly) Goodnighteveryone!
[[OFF THE AIR]]
Faith: Hey, my mouth ain't that foul. I mean, I'm gonna try real hard not to say [[DEAD AIR]] or nothin'. ... Oh. [[DEAD AIR]]. Sorry?
Dale: For those of you at home, that dead air you are hearing is the result of a button that keeps us from getting fined by the FCC.
Faith: You beeped me!?
Dale: You'll thank me later when the FCC doesn't get all Janet on you. Miss Jackson if you're nasty.
Faith: And I am. Just ask anybody. We gonna do this?
Dale: I was hoping that being on the air might improve your use of colorful language but apparently that's not going to happen. I hope we don't break the button. Let's get going shall we?
School Activities
Dale: The library this morning was opened by Gladys the Golem.
Office hours were held by Mr. Winchester who got a phone call and was visited by the principal. Mr. Logan was taking a nap instead of working, while Mr. Bond who was not napping and Dr. Suresh who was damp. Over in the school office the only entity on duty was apparently just a magic eight ball.
Faith: Those things don't work. I tried 'em. They're just cheap [[DEAD AIR]].
Dale: Faith! Language!
Student Life and all its drama:
Dale: At the Littler Dipper living room, Worf had put together a little feast for his fellow cabinmates. Gwen seemed to think that Worf was under the influence while Romeo was concerned over the animal that Worf had hunted while Jack and Sokka just seemed to want free food. Earlier in the day Jack was depressed over the rain ruining the possibility of a campfire. Johnny Storm told him to get out of the rain but managed to start a fire anyway while Savannah watched them with amusement. Over in the Virgo living room Dean was surfing the net about yaks which apparently led Meg to ask why he was reading yak smut.
... I think I just died a little inside.
Faith: ... Okay, I've done some kinky [[DEAD AIR]] in my time, but I've never heard of yak smut. You sure that ain't a typo?
Dale: *ruffling paper* That is "Y-A-K" correct? I don't need glasses, right?
Faith: No. Don't need glasses. Need some bleach to drink. This [[DEAD AIR]] town, I swear.
Dale: Faith... Language. Please. Now over at the dorm bathroom Blair and Ella were having a conversation. No word about what the content was, but I'm sure it was something wholesome and lovely about summer days and holding hands with boys and nothing illicit whatsoever.
Jaina was over in the gym taking some healthy agression out on the punching bag. So much so that Gladys asked if the bag had done something wrong. John showed up and told Jainathat she's looking good. He also says he's just stopping in for a place to nap. Mr. Sheppard, I suggest you take the time to use the gym to work on your physical fitness. Naps are fine but I recommend using your alcove where you can get proper REM sleep. Meanwhile Cal took a more pacifist approach and hit the weights. Not literally.
Meanwhile Rikku received a letter which apparently led to paper tossing and clock throwing/demolishing. Miss Rikku please remember that destruction of personal property leads you only with something to clean up later. I'd recommend a more wholesome activity such as feeding the homeless or some other community project where you invest your energy into something more productive and helpful. And finally Luke Skywalker took his shuttle and left the island for good. Farewell Mr. Skywalker and happy travels wherever you may be going.
Town. Pretty cool place to be. We recommend checking it out.
Faith: Right. Today, in the grand tradition of stores everywhere, [[DEAD AIR]] was open. Ain't that great? Chad opened Groovy Tunes, Eve opened the York Gallery, Jen opened the Pizza Planet, River opens the Arms Hotel, Ella opens Luke's, and George Michael opens the banana stand. It, uh, it ain't that George Michael, is it? Ino's at The Perk, and Isabel tells her boys are stupid. See, Isabel knows the score.
Kayley was tinkerin' with [[DEAD AIR]] at Stark Industries. Boss Tony don't remember her name, but he wants her to bring some of her own tools next time. Bosses. Always givin' you [[DEAD AIR]]. And Rikku was all hyper at Wellspring Arms, which is just what you want from some chick sellin' guns. She and Cable talked about his baby -- I hope she looks like her mom, or else she's gonna be a [[DEAD AIR]] linebacker -- and Romeo talked about his weekend. Last one, I'm guessin', unless he's psychic, in which case I wanna know what numbers to play.
Dale: Faith! Please. I think the button is going to break if you keep this up.
Faith: Man, you are so uptight. You know what you remind me of? Okay. This one time, right? I had [[EXTENDED DEAD AIR]] 'cause you can't [[EXTENDED DEAD AIR]] unless she [[EXTENDED DEAD AIR]]. ... Did you just beep that!?
Dale: Yes I beeped you. If the FCC didn't fine us for that, the ASPCA would picket us.
Faith: Man, I just said [[DEAD AIR]]! That was a heartwarming story! There was a moral to it and everything!
Dale: I doubt the puppy was happy.
Faith: The puppy got over it. Lulu had some roast pork, and Rikku showed up to mooch some. This the Lulu with the big [[DEAD AIR]]? Now I gotta ask if anyone's allowed to stop and mooch food. Murdock an' Millie headed off-island on a date. France is good for that kinda romantic [[DEAD AIR]]. Robin an' Fraser wake up, and she's still plastered. Sure beats a hangover. Kerrigan works on her armor, and Roy brings her whiskey. Which means Roy goes on my 'people to mooch from' list.
Some guy named Nathan Petrelli -- I don't know his name, but that don't mean I might not have [[DEAD AIR]] him, I suck with names is all -- is walking home with his brother Peter. I don't think I know him either, same disclaimer gets slapped on that. Blair wants to know they're going to the Hamptons, so apparently she's some rich [[DEAD AIR]]. Great. And then Willow shows up -- Oh. Yeah. Dunno which world you're from, probably owe you an apology or three, so, y'know, take a few -- and the four of 'em try to figure out if it's Talk in the Middle of the Street day. I gotta say, if it is, that's a pretty [[DEAD AIR]] holiday, and no one told me about it. And Igor is working on an experiment, and ... I don't wanna know. I just don't wanna [[DEAD AIR]] know.
And Jolee, who's my boss, so I'm gonna call him Mr. Jolee, Sir, even though I think that's his first name, not his last, was there at Caritas, and the zombies were bein' ... the New Kids on the Block. You [[DEAD AIR]] me? And Mr. Jolee, Sir, didn't hit 'em or nothin'? Charlotte says she's gettin' flashbacks. Oh! Hey, Charlotte! I'm Faith and I beat people up for the [[DEAD AIR]] of it and this is your official warning not to hurt Dale, 'cause I haven't smashed someone's kidneys in a while and I'd love to try. We cool?
Dale: Faith! That was completely uncalled for. Apologize this instant!
Faith: [[DEAD AIR]] wants to break your heart, then [[DEAD AIR]] oughta know what's coming to her. Just a friendly warning, 'sall.
Dale: I think my thumb is getting a blister.
Faith: [[DEAD AIR]]. Back at Caritas, Jaye asked Jolee to beer her. Atta girl. And Igor was at the Clinic. Hopefully 'cause he works there, and not 'cause he's missin' a spleen.
Dale: He's missing a spleen? Perhaps he should file a report with the police. Organ harvesting is a horrible crime.
Faith: Okay, but that's the punchline to this awesome joke I know, it starts with, right, so this guy is [[DEAD AIR]], right? And he [[EXTENDED DEAD AIR]].
Dale: Darn it Faith! Darn it all to hell! First, I've warned you about your language! Secondly, that's not even physically possible and now you've made me swear. Look! That blister on my thumb burst because of you.
Faith: Okay, this right here? This is what I meant about you being wound too tight. Charlotte, if you're listening, you wanna help out here? 'Cause I swear he really needs a good --
Dale: (Very quickly) Goodnighteveryone!
[[OFF THE AIR]]
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