Pugby Pepper Bottom - RP
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
British (General) British (Received Pronunciation - RP, BBC)Transcript
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Hello sports fans and welcome to the first on your world pup Pug cup hime pug be pepper bottom Reporting live from local Odeon Stadium and I'm feeling spicier than a Carolina Reaper in a volcano. We're in for a serious treat today as our players take the field. Put your paws together because it's time to meet the starting lineups. First up the liver. Pooch Louds. She's been known to bend it like bark. Um, Lynn Loud on from the visiting squad FC Barca Lada. And make sure no one breaks the rules of our referee. Today it's back. Oh, **** Whistler looks like Barco. **** Whistler will have no bad boys or girls today. Let's go down to the grass for start of the action. And there's the whistle. Many of you at home can not hear it because it's a dog whistle. It's a battle of will folks who will strike 1st 0 it looks like lower allowed will be taking the first kick. And could it be? Yes, Go! Whoa! But it looks like FC Barca Louder! Won't be going down that easy. Oh, my dog on Absolutely Mona Lisa off a goal. If paws were paintbrushes the ball a nice, viscous oil paint on the goal, a pre stretch, double primed canvas. Then you can consider this game the next great renaissance. Oh, some of the players from FC bark louder are now barking smack at the other team. Oh, no, it looks like the referee is stopping play. Let's see what he has to say. This game is absolute plugged, ammonium. The goals of flying back and forth gold Go, go, go! The score is now tied at 22 22. On that is the final whistle. The game is going into penalty. Lex Lincoln is the first to kick. He stares down the opposing go Leave Papa Reno locals. They stare intensely. Mohr intense than a battle royal style video game with less than 10 seconds to play. More tension than spandex on a rhino, their eyes unmoving like a lazy koala who cannot be bothered by the trivialities of daily life. You heard it, folks. The game is over. The first annual World Pup Pug Cup has ended in a tie. What a crazy turn of events. Crazier than your aunt Fee Fi coming over for Thanksgiving with a two litre bottle of baked beans, and I don't know what I'm saying anymore, but I would like to thank the players for a riveting game and say farewell to all the good boys and good girls watching how I myself need to be taken for a long walk. Hello? Where is my human poopsie and pee pee time. Hello?