WTFH

Hello, Fandom. This is Lois Lane, reporting by herself again. I swear if that kid ever comes back I'm going to kick his ass.

Anyways, I'm tired so lets get this over with.

( Lolz I should have probably wrote radio before I took sleeping pills )

...

...

...okay, I guess he's not coming in.

*squeaking*

How in the hell am I supposed to know where he is? All I know is that means we get to listen to decent music tonight.

Okay, light's on, thanks for telling me. Good evening, Fandom. This is Lois Lane with WTFH Fandom radio. I have no idea where my partner is but that's okay. I've done this alone before.

( Cut for your convienence )

Chuck: As Homecoming king, I order you to take your top off.

Lois: I'm not going to do that, Chuck.

Chuck: That's treason! I will have my bitch punish you.

Lois: Yeah, I'm pretty sure Sam isn't gonna do that either.

Chuck: For the record, she said it. Not me. So I shouldn't get bitchfaced at tomorrow.

Lois: Are you drunk?

Chuck: Tiny bit, yeah. I bet if I were wearing my crown you'd listen to me.

Lois: I somehow doubt that.

( Chuck is totes the best king ever trufax )

Hello, Fandom! This is Lois Lane with WTFH Fandom radio! I hope you guys enjoyed your Christmas and got everything you wanted, including the illegal stuff. Not that I asked for anything illegal.

...Moving on.

( Oh noes no more Christmas music playing 24/7 )

What up, Fandom? This is Lois Lane with WTFH Fandom radio and, wow, I hardly have any notes today. Ah well. I get to sleep early tonight.

( Sunday laziness )

HI FANDOM! This is Lois Lane reporting the news to you on the very last day of November! Where did the month go? Where did our Thanksgiving break go? Oh well, Christmas is around the corner. Mmm cookies.

Onto the news!

( No, seriously. Where did the break go? )

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Fandom! This is Lois Lane with WTFH Fandom Radio! You guys were still boring this Sunday but, hey, at least there's enough news for me to squeeze a few drinks in. That's what is really importnant.

( Quick and dirty radio. Hot. )

Good evening, Fandom this is Lois Lane with *yawn*-H Fandom radio. How is it that we got an extra hour of sleep and I'm still freaking tired? I'm not a fan of this Daylight Savings Time.

Look, I just wanna go back to sleep so let's just get this over with, yeah?

( Looks like everyone else was asleep too )

Hi, Fandom! This is Lois Lane with WTFH Fandom Radio on a blessedly trauma-free Sunday. It feels like it's been forever since we've had one of those. Well, there's not a lot of news tonight so let's just jump right in so I can go enjoy my last few hours of vacation.

( Just wait until next weekend, Lane. Just wait. )

Helllllllllllllllllllo, Fandom! This is Lois Lane with WTFH, Fandom radio. Bringing you the weird, the hot and the brain bleaching inducing events that happens in our fair town. You already know this of course, since I'm sure my broadcast is the highlight of your weekend. If it isn't well...you suck. So there.

Onto the news!

( Fact: September is the best month ever )

Hey! It was a pretty productive Sunday. Color me surprised. Keep it up, Fandom. This is Lois Lane signing off. Goodnight!

Hiiiiiiiiii there, Fandom! This is Lois Lane with WTFH Fandom Radio. Thanks to that chick who filled in for me last week. Never take NyQuil with beer, folks. You'll go into a giant f'ing coma. Best sleep I ever had. I dreamed about sexy cabana boys fanning me giant leaves. Anyways. Enough about my fantasies.

( Short news is short )

Well, there's no more news. I guess everybody is too busy doing each other. Well, fine. I'll get drunk with the squirrels. Break out the rum my friends! Night, Fandom!

Hi, Fandom! This is Lois Lane with WTFH Fandom Radio and can I say that I love the whole cabin life? Okay, I wouldn't want to be there 24-7 but it's a nice change. I'm ready to get my fill of marshmallows.

Anyways, news!

( Campfires, marshmallows and bug bites oh my! )

That's it for me, Fandom! Here's hoping that we still have tiny teachers tomorrow. I could use a class full of coloring and naptime. Night!

Lois: Hello, Fandom! This is Lois Lane, bringing you the news on this lovely Sun--

*sound of a door opening*

Lois: --day evening. What the hell are you doing here?

Chuck: You really need to tone down the social niceties. It's embarrassing.

Lois: You do know you're in the radio station, right? And I'm doing a broadcast right now?

Chuck: Yes, I'm aware. I've come to join in your little broadcast.

Lois: Oh yeah? Why should I let you stay?

Chuck: ...I'm Chuck Bass.

Lois: For some reason I find that to be a legitimate reason to let you stay.

Chuck: Excellent. Now scoot over. You can sit on my lap if you want.

Lois: There's two chairs in here.

Chuck: I'm not hearing a no...

Lois: No!

Chuck: Fine. No hurt feelings. Anyways, if you sat in my lap I wouldn't be able to get a good look at that outfit you're wearing. You're practically spilling out of that thing.

Lois: Not my fault! Everything I had was pirate wench-y!

( This can only end badly )

Chuck: My god, you people were boring today.

Lois: We could go make it more interesting.

Chuck: I told you I'd grow on you. I'm Chuck Bass.

Lois: Shut up and turn off that microphone before I change my mind.

*CLICK*

[See what you people force me to do when you don't do anything on Sundays? :P ]

Hello, Fandom! For those of you who weren't already aware, this is Lois Lane reporting to you this lovely Sunday evening. Well, lovely for Antarctica. Man, I can't wait until the island moves again. This is like Russia only with less vodka and more penguins.

( There should be some vodka drinking penguins... )

That's it for me tonight, folks. Enjoy your classes tomorrow. I'm going to sleep in until noon just to spite you all. Night!

Hello, Fandom! Weird weather we're having, huh? You know, I called my dad to wish him a Happy Father's Day and I told him about the whole volcano thing and he said I was just trying to make excuses to come home. Okay, one, I don't want to go home because this place is awesome. And two, I'm not lying. You all can vouch for me. Of course if anyone tried to vouch for something like that in front of the General they will probably end up having a couple of sessions with the US Army's finest psychologists. You'll even get a nice squishy room to stay in.

...And I wonder why I can't keep a boyfriend.

Anyways! News!

( I feel the earth move under my feet... )

Okay guys and gals, that's it for me. I'm gonna go back to the dorms and hopefully I won't have to surf across a lake of lava to do so. Night!

You like me, you guys really like me! This is me, Lois Lane, reporting to you from the place where the squirrels get drunk for Fandom Radio! I am not drunk. At least not yet. My dad always said "Don't accept liquor from rodents, Lois." Oh wait...I think what he said was "Don't accept liqour from Russian infantrymen, Lois." Same thing. I think.

( You think of something to put here )

That's it for me this evening, Fandom. Get your crap all moved into the dorms and don't fight with your roommates. You shouldn't fight with anybody who has such easy access to your closet. That's a good tip from me to you. This is Lois Lane saying goodnight!