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Fandom Radio :: Friday, July 10th.
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Valentine: --y, I almost forgot; I got something for you, Turtle.
Turtle: Oh, yeah? What is--
*thunk*
...
...
Turtle: Val!
Valentine: What? I found it at work today, and I thought you could use one.
Turtle: Val! That's gross! You don't just get people those things!
Valentine: You don't? Oh, okay, I'll just take it back the--
Turtle: --BUT. It's rude to turn down gifts, so thank you, Val, even if it's totally weird and inappropriate. At least you did it before we went on ai--
Hey, the light's already on! How long has...
...
Good evening, Fandom! Welcome to WTFH Radio, where you did not hear any of that conversation that just happened. In fact, you're just tuning in now and we're just going to get right to the notes. All the news that's fit to broadcast for today, Friday the Tenth of July, Two-Thousand and Nine.
Put that away, Valentine.
Valentine: We're on radio, Turtle. It's not like they can see that it's contoured and pink with five speed se--
Turtle: SHHHHH.
( Because sometimes you just can't refuse structuring a broadcast around a....personal massager. )
Turtle: Why do you even think stuff like that?
Valentine: Maybe one of your employees is thinking that about their bosses, Turtle.
Turtle: ...You are not allowed to talk anymore. Which is good. Notes are done. There's all the news for today.
Valentine: Now Turtle can go and try out her present.
Turtle: NO MORE TALKING, VALENTINE WIGGIN. We're in the cabins, anyway, there's about a gazillion people around.
Valentine: But if there weren't, you would?
Turtle: I didn't say that! Shut up. Stop grossing people out more with your sick mind, Val, goodnight, and have a prosperous tomorrow.
*click*
Valentine: --y, I almost forgot; I got something for you, Turtle.
Turtle: Oh, yeah? What is--
*thunk*
...
...
Turtle: Val!
Valentine: What? I found it at work today, and I thought you could use one.
Turtle: Val! That's gross! You don't just get people those things!
Valentine: You don't? Oh, okay, I'll just take it back the--
Turtle: --BUT. It's rude to turn down gifts, so thank you, Val, even if it's totally weird and inappropriate. At least you did it before we went on ai--
Hey, the light's already on! How long has...
...
Good evening, Fandom! Welcome to WTFH Radio, where you did not hear any of that conversation that just happened. In fact, you're just tuning in now and we're just going to get right to the notes. All the news that's fit to broadcast for today, Friday the Tenth of July, Two-Thousand and Nine.
Put that away, Valentine.
Valentine: We're on radio, Turtle. It's not like they can see that it's contoured and pink with five speed se--
Turtle: SHHHHH.
( Because sometimes you just can't refuse structuring a broadcast around a....personal massager. )
Turtle: Why do you even think stuff like that?
Valentine: Maybe one of your employees is thinking that about their bosses, Turtle.
Turtle: ...You are not allowed to talk anymore. Which is good. Notes are done. There's all the news for today.
Valentine: Now Turtle can go and try out her present.
Turtle: NO MORE TALKING, VALENTINE WIGGIN. We're in the cabins, anyway, there's about a gazillion people around.
Valentine: But if there weren't, you would?
Turtle: I didn't say that! Shut up. Stop grossing people out more with your sick mind, Val, goodnight, and have a prosperous tomorrow.
*click*