Hissing, dead air.

Distant, broken. "...all this rain, haven't got anything better to do than -- innocent news anchor.
"Why aren't you fucking with -- -ovegood? That guy is crazy as a fox.

"Don't worry about me, -- -isteners. We'll be back on the air, soon.

"FUCK THE POH-LEE--"

Hissing, dead air.

"I'm Dyson Donovan, you're not, everyone else is fucking glad of it ( Read more... )

"You know me, I know you, why don't we just get comfortable? You're listening to Loaded Dyce.

"I know we're all being shocked and appalled by this shooting yesterday, but here's the thing that got me: that Auror, doing fuck all. He was there knowing something was going to happen, and then he just goes and lets two people get shot. Are they both ( Read more... )

"Ladies and germs, how is your evening going for you? Really? Shut the fuck up. Listen to this: I open my newspaper every friggin' day and here I see killers runnin' around, muggles all up in our shit, and a pregnant dude. Not even just any dude, our own holy bearded caped crusader, Mr. Boy-Who-Will-Take-Your-Goddamn-Kick-To-The-Nuts. And I swear ( Read more... )