Character Practice Warm Up

The speaker is requesting feedback on their boost sound, editing skills, and acting abilities. They also recite various tongue twisters and play with words. They tell a story about Mr. C and Mr. Sore, who become enemies because Mr. C owns a sharp saw and Mr. Sore owns a seesaw. Mr. C decides to saw a seesaw for Mr. Sore, causing him to become angry. The speaker thanks the listeners and encourages them to have fun recording and embrace "Booth Madness." Thanks to anyone tuning in, this is just a recording to get some feedback on my boost sound, editing skills, acting chops, etc. Constructive and deconstructive criticism are equally appreciated. The big black bug bleeds blue black blood while the other black bug bleeds blue. Mrs. Puggy Wuggy has a square cut punt, not a punt cut square, but a square cut punt. It was round in the middle and square in the front. Mrs. Puggy Wuggy has a square cut punt. All I want is a proper cup of coffee made in a proper copper coffee pot. I may be off my dot, but I want a proper coffee in a proper copper pot. Tin coffee pots and iron coffee pots, they're no use to me. If I can't have a proper cup of coffee in a proper copper coffee pot, I'll have a cup of tea. I am a mother pheasant plucker. I pluck mother pheasants. I am the most pleasant mother pheasant plucker to ever pluck a mother pheasant. Irish wristwatch. You see, son, you got your two types of hat, just like you got your two types of people. You got your red leather and you got your yellow leather. You got your red leather, your yellow leather. Which one are you? This holiday season, give your loved one the gift of a grip top sock, a clip drape ship shape tip top sock. Not your spin slick slap stick slip shot sock, but a plastic elastic grip top sock. One of your fantastic slack swaft slop from a slap dash flash cash haberdash shop. Not a knick knack knit lock knock knee knickerbocker sock with a mock shot blob model trick ticker top clock. Not a super sheer seer sucker rucksack sock. Not a spot speckled frog freckled cheap chic sock off a hodge podge moss botched scotch botched flock. Big slip shard, drip drop, flip flop, or glip glop. Tip them to a tip top grip top sock. Eleven benevolent elephants met Lily and Lucy in Philadelphia and went to see Camelot in unique New York with guns and drums and drums and guns, which they kept in a bodega, bodega, bodega. They walked miles and miles and miles until they met Manny and Nancy, who danced hand in hand in the sand as they sang Mini Amun, Mini Amun, Mini Amun. They came across brilliant Italian William from Topeka. They begged him to join them. Will you, William, will you, William, will you, William, can't you, won't you, don't you, William, did you, would you, could you, William? But William simply said, Lily-lolly, Lily-lolly, Lily-lolly. And round the rugged rock the ragged rascal ran to be among the culligan and calla-lilies and to let his tone hum down as easily as a sigh, ba-da-ga-pa-da-ga, por-dor-cor, por-dor-cor. Por-dor-cor, por-dor-cor, por-dor-cor, por-dor-cor, por-dor-cor, por-dor-cor, por-dor-cor, por-dor-cor. Whether the weather be fine or whether the weather be not, whether the weather be cold or whether the weather be hot, we'll weather the weather, whatever the weather, whether we like it or not. Whether the weather be fine or whether the weather be not, whether the weather be cold or whether the weather be hot, we'll weather the weather, whatever the weather, whether we like it or not. You see, this is how the story goes. There was a Mr. C and a Mr. Sore, who, on a day just like any other, became mortal enemies. And this is because Mr. C owned a saw, a very sharp saw, quite fine teeth, that could glide through bone like a hot knife through butter. And across the way, there was a Mr. Sore, who, in his characteristically man-child fashion, owned a seesaw. Now, C was a very curious and nosy individual, and boy, did he have a mean streak. So he decided one day that he would saw Sore a seesaw before Sore saw C. And of course, as you could guess, this made Sore very sore. But Sore seen seesaw, before C sawed Sore's seesaw, seesaw would not have sawed Sore's seesaw. All right, thanks to anyone who listened. Have fun recording, and be sure to embrace the Booth Madness.