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Fandom Radio [Thursday, August 21]
"Helloooooooo, Fandom. Did you guys miss me? Big thanks to Lacey and that raspy old lady whose name I didn't catch! I would have done it myself, but, you know, dog.
Classes, where the losers all learned
So, Lily's class played that old standby: dodgeball. God, I love dodgeball. Yeah, surprise surprise, I was a mean little girl and liked pegging people. You can all suck it. Anyway, Lily explained how the game works, because something is wrong with you people and some of you didn't know what dodgeball is. And then people played -- by which I mean that one team attacked the other. Mmm, dodgeball and abuse. And Lily was, of course, available for commentary.
Escape Artistry had their final, and it was a different thingie for each student. That is such a ripoff on what I did. And there was a TA and a teacher, who I apparently have to meet since these notes say he's 'lickable.' And Networking was held at Wonders of the World. Oooh, I wish I'd thought to do that while teaching.
In office hours, Bond went over lesson plans, Murdock played with planes, and Benton did paperwork. Honey, do something exciting on Thursdays so I don't have to call you lame on the air, thanks.
Cabins and such, where you poor kids have to do the communal living thing
Over at Elegant Emu -- no, seriously, who the hell named these? -- anyway, that campfire, Liz was reading some book on the paranormal, and Toby asked if it was a romance novel. There could be an argument for some overlap there, though.
And at...Curious Chicklet, Ichigo worked on a letter at an unlit fire. Lion-O, helpful soul that he is, pointed that little fact out.
At the main campfire, which is without some stupid name, Chuck had a blanket-covered log, which sounds dirty, and a bag of marshmallows. Hannibal called him a terrible Boy Scout, which I have to agree with. Chuck does seem like the type to entertain a few ladies who might have naughty Girl Scout uniforms, though. Chris wandered by, and he and Chuck discussed how to find privacy in the cabins. I'm frankly surprised you guys haven't tried exploiting those roofs. It's not like someone's going to be flying over you to see what you're up to. Just saying. Amber got all charmed by Chuck, and then she and Hannibal were all flirtatious and wondering where the other's been hiding. Harry was bad at conversing, and he and Chuck bonded over not being able to cook, or something, and he talked to Chris about -- oddly enough -- how bad they both are about being social. And then Helen made an appearance to meet Chuck, and to talk to Hannibal about his apparent promiscuity.
Over in the gym, Jaina beat the crap out of a punching bag. Sometimes I read these things and I feel bad for not going to the gym more or something. And then I remember I'm naturally hot, and I look like a Turkish lesbian when I work out. Anyway, Lois came by and they had a nice discussion about how Lois made seventy bucks stripping over a weekend, or something. Only seventy?
In other places, Ron found out he's being called home, and Mac was less than thrilled to hear this. Jamie also apparently had to take off, and Worf got sucked into a locker. Weird. Hinata and Johnny met up for a bike ride, and Peter texted with Sam. Texting is news? Of course, I can't talk. I reported my boyfriend's paperwork a few minutes ago. You people are all boring.
Town, where the awesome people live
Millie was like super-cheerful over at the Book Haven, and Mary came in to get a book for one of her employees, though she kept her hair hidden. Oooh, hair mishap? I feel you. Let us not speak of the Tiger Stripes of '06 incident. Gabriel played his trumpet over at the church, and got a visit from Gladys. Lucas was all oily at Wonders of the World, and Lana offered to help get him clean. Goodness, children. Oh, right, and Networking class was there, so Lana told Nathan about her college plans, too. Apu was all alone at Turtle and Canary, Hoshi caught Gunther doing something bad at the Arms, and Savannah opened Nast Sporting Goods even though she didn't feel good. Awww.
Jen found some abandoned warehouse district over by the new port or something, and you know what, that's like the opening of a horror movie, right there. Have you never seen a movie, Jen? GO SOMEWHERE WELL-LIT. Stay away from things like abandoned warehouses and camping trips in the middle of nowhere. It's bed enough you guys are in cabins. And for god's sake, don't put on your tiny negligees, because then we all know you'll get out of bed to investigate a noise and there'll be a dead dog in your shower or a bloody hook on the door handle or your boyfriend swinging from a tree or the calls will have been coming from inside the house, or whatever.
Um, so anyway, there was some dude named...oh good god. I have no idea how to say this name. Fire-yo? Fi-yero? Fiery-o? Whatever. He was in Chilly Boulder, all confused, and Geoffrey was there to help him out.
And then there was Caritas. Barney came by to confirm my suspicion that he has, in fact, gone bat[*beep*] insane, and completely lost his mind, and is getting married. I don't even know, guys. I don't know. But what I do know is that I get to be his best bro. Which means I get to throw a baaaaaaaaaachelor paaaaaaarty! Oh my god, guys. That thing will be pretty much the best thing ever. It will outshine your wedding if I have anything to say about it. Anyway, Benton came in after, and we did our usual thing where he pretended he didn't actually want to drink.
And finally, in the clinic, there were nurses, and then Igor...replaced his nose.
And on that charming and fascinating note, I'm out, kiddies! Use protection, take your hangover cures, and for god's sake, be more interesting next week. Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
Classes, where the losers all learned
So, Lily's class played that old standby: dodgeball. God, I love dodgeball. Yeah, surprise surprise, I was a mean little girl and liked pegging people. You can all suck it. Anyway, Lily explained how the game works, because something is wrong with you people and some of you didn't know what dodgeball is. And then people played -- by which I mean that one team attacked the other. Mmm, dodgeball and abuse. And Lily was, of course, available for commentary.
Escape Artistry had their final, and it was a different thingie for each student. That is such a ripoff on what I did. And there was a TA and a teacher, who I apparently have to meet since these notes say he's 'lickable.' And Networking was held at Wonders of the World. Oooh, I wish I'd thought to do that while teaching.
In office hours, Bond went over lesson plans, Murdock played with planes, and Benton did paperwork. Honey, do something exciting on Thursdays so I don't have to call you lame on the air, thanks.
Cabins and such, where you poor kids have to do the communal living thing
Over at Elegant Emu -- no, seriously, who the hell named these? -- anyway, that campfire, Liz was reading some book on the paranormal, and Toby asked if it was a romance novel. There could be an argument for some overlap there, though.
And at...Curious Chicklet, Ichigo worked on a letter at an unlit fire. Lion-O, helpful soul that he is, pointed that little fact out.
At the main campfire, which is without some stupid name, Chuck had a blanket-covered log, which sounds dirty, and a bag of marshmallows. Hannibal called him a terrible Boy Scout, which I have to agree with. Chuck does seem like the type to entertain a few ladies who might have naughty Girl Scout uniforms, though. Chris wandered by, and he and Chuck discussed how to find privacy in the cabins. I'm frankly surprised you guys haven't tried exploiting those roofs. It's not like someone's going to be flying over you to see what you're up to. Just saying. Amber got all charmed by Chuck, and then she and Hannibal were all flirtatious and wondering where the other's been hiding. Harry was bad at conversing, and he and Chuck bonded over not being able to cook, or something, and he talked to Chris about -- oddly enough -- how bad they both are about being social. And then Helen made an appearance to meet Chuck, and to talk to Hannibal about his apparent promiscuity.
Over in the gym, Jaina beat the crap out of a punching bag. Sometimes I read these things and I feel bad for not going to the gym more or something. And then I remember I'm naturally hot, and I look like a Turkish lesbian when I work out. Anyway, Lois came by and they had a nice discussion about how Lois made seventy bucks stripping over a weekend, or something. Only seventy?
In other places, Ron found out he's being called home, and Mac was less than thrilled to hear this. Jamie also apparently had to take off, and Worf got sucked into a locker. Weird. Hinata and Johnny met up for a bike ride, and Peter texted with Sam. Texting is news? Of course, I can't talk. I reported my boyfriend's paperwork a few minutes ago. You people are all boring.
Town, where the awesome people live
Millie was like super-cheerful over at the Book Haven, and Mary came in to get a book for one of her employees, though she kept her hair hidden. Oooh, hair mishap? I feel you. Let us not speak of the Tiger Stripes of '06 incident. Gabriel played his trumpet over at the church, and got a visit from Gladys. Lucas was all oily at Wonders of the World, and Lana offered to help get him clean. Goodness, children. Oh, right, and Networking class was there, so Lana told Nathan about her college plans, too. Apu was all alone at Turtle and Canary, Hoshi caught Gunther doing something bad at the Arms, and Savannah opened Nast Sporting Goods even though she didn't feel good. Awww.
Jen found some abandoned warehouse district over by the new port or something, and you know what, that's like the opening of a horror movie, right there. Have you never seen a movie, Jen? GO SOMEWHERE WELL-LIT. Stay away from things like abandoned warehouses and camping trips in the middle of nowhere. It's bed enough you guys are in cabins. And for god's sake, don't put on your tiny negligees, because then we all know you'll get out of bed to investigate a noise and there'll be a dead dog in your shower or a bloody hook on the door handle or your boyfriend swinging from a tree or the calls will have been coming from inside the house, or whatever.
Um, so anyway, there was some dude named...oh good god. I have no idea how to say this name. Fire-yo? Fi-yero? Fiery-o? Whatever. He was in Chilly Boulder, all confused, and Geoffrey was there to help him out.
And then there was Caritas. Barney came by to confirm my suspicion that he has, in fact, gone bat[*beep*] insane, and completely lost his mind, and is getting married. I don't even know, guys. I don't know. But what I do know is that I get to be his best bro. Which means I get to throw a baaaaaaaaaachelor paaaaaaarty! Oh my god, guys. That thing will be pretty much the best thing ever. It will outshine your wedding if I have anything to say about it. Anyway, Benton came in after, and we did our usual thing where he pretended he didn't actually want to drink.
And finally, in the clinic, there were nurses, and then Igor...replaced his nose.
And on that charming and fascinating note, I'm out, kiddies! Use protection, take your hangover cures, and for god's sake, be more interesting next week. Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"