Fandom High Office, Friday, October 24th

[fh_office]

By Friday, the drumming had gotten bad enough that the entire staff was suffering. Hands clamped to their ears, they were wondering what was going to happen, and if it would end the Earth, and--

Suddenly, a voice burst through the room.

"BABY, BABY, BABY! YOU ARE MY VOODOO CHILD! MY VOODOO CHILD!"

Ida put down her headphones and looked embarrassed. "New Rogue Traders remix," she offered.

Everyone threw paper balls at her.

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Re: OOC

[wantstodirect]

SO HERE IT COMES THE SOUND OF DRUMS

Re: OOC

[fh_office]

HERE COME THE DRUMS HERE COME THE DRUMS