Character Monologue - Old Western

Sit back boys and girls, enjoy them bangs, and understand that I've got a story to tell. Now, as we sit around this fire, I'm gonna let y'all know the story of when that no good, platinum, no spelling ass voiceover brought his yellow ass to town. Now, my daddy did voiceover. My daddy's daddy did voiceover. His uncle's stepmother did voiceover, which she learned from her mama's best friend, whose sister showed her, who learned the craft from her teacher's husband, who used to work on the radio, like my baby, who was trained by his best friend that was a voiceover coach, who learned the craft by watching a whole lot of Bill Dewey's YouTube videos. So, I've come from a long B.O. bloodline. I've been the B.O. King in this town for almost a whole skull and four years count now. And I don't plan on relinquishing that title no time soon. Not even to the platinum voiceover. Not on my toy. But I vividly remember the day he came to town.