Post by Azurine Vebbins on Oct 23, 2022 5:03:02 GMT -5
Her promotional material opens with “The Hardheaded Housewife’s” head in a haze on a clearly cloudy Saturday. Usually when arriving at a major metropolis, she’s able to commiserate with chanters. For one reason or another, Phoenix, Arizona remains the only odious outlier. Azurine Vebbins rallies rapport while practicing knee-centered choreography.
Azurine Vebbins: Semi-decent Saturday afternoon to da cricket concert congregants of Footprint Arena. How may I placate da people of Phoenix into perceivin’ dis piledriven peasant as pleasant? After all, I’ve only provided a pled-or-a of pitiful performances whenever I’ve waltzed into your half-hearted harangued halls. My most recent lamented loss was doubly damnin’. I was defeated by my rival Karlie Nash on Dad’s Day. For dose familiar wid our feud, you’ll know why dat showdown stung. Meant I had to hear my estranged mod-der Audrey mention Nash was now her “Favorite Fod-der.” Just couldn’t figure-eight footin’, y’know? Deyr’s a chance dis Monday night at CruiserClash, I could still get squashed, smashed, and stumble blocked. Best I can tell ticket holders toutin’ trepidation is dat deyr’s a first time for every-din’.
Like midterm elections in dis swin’ state, I need a landslide victory. No-din’ would make me happier dan turnin’ Zara’s career into a state of code blue. Means I’ll physically prove a woman of da world can be da essential embodiment of an American. It indicates “Da Hardheaded Housewife” should receive championship contention consideration against “Ill” Jill Park. Will also demonstrate to dose purchasin’ popcorn between a Two Gents lariat-lashin’ of Lucha World Order and a Hardcore Handicap Hootenanny…dat dis “Dirty Dancin’” dame’s not bein’ put in a proverbial corner. Instead, I’m turnin’ towards triumph over someone who supports a trash repository underminin’ modern politics. Azurine Vebbins is a sin’-les star who should shine at such spectaculars. On October 24, dis beautiful bird finally soars above your city lights. All lost luggage shall be jettisoned upon jostlin’ Zara wid a few Overhead Compartment Suplexes. And while I’m at it, happy National Knee Day to her frownin’ face and furrowed brow.
“The Adorkable Angel” Azurine Vebbins kips up, slaps her right knee, and slides off-screen as the feed fades to black.
Azurine Vebbins: Semi-decent Saturday afternoon to da cricket concert congregants of Footprint Arena. How may I placate da people of Phoenix into perceivin’ dis piledriven peasant as pleasant? After all, I’ve only provided a pled-or-a of pitiful performances whenever I’ve waltzed into your half-hearted harangued halls. My most recent lamented loss was doubly damnin’. I was defeated by my rival Karlie Nash on Dad’s Day. For dose familiar wid our feud, you’ll know why dat showdown stung. Meant I had to hear my estranged mod-der Audrey mention Nash was now her “Favorite Fod-der.” Just couldn’t figure-eight footin’, y’know? Deyr’s a chance dis Monday night at CruiserClash, I could still get squashed, smashed, and stumble blocked. Best I can tell ticket holders toutin’ trepidation is dat deyr’s a first time for every-din’.
Like midterm elections in dis swin’ state, I need a landslide victory. No-din’ would make me happier dan turnin’ Zara’s career into a state of code blue. Means I’ll physically prove a woman of da world can be da essential embodiment of an American. It indicates “Da Hardheaded Housewife” should receive championship contention consideration against “Ill” Jill Park. Will also demonstrate to dose purchasin’ popcorn between a Two Gents lariat-lashin’ of Lucha World Order and a Hardcore Handicap Hootenanny…dat dis “Dirty Dancin’” dame’s not bein’ put in a proverbial corner. Instead, I’m turnin’ towards triumph over someone who supports a trash repository underminin’ modern politics. Azurine Vebbins is a sin’-les star who should shine at such spectaculars. On October 24, dis beautiful bird finally soars above your city lights. All lost luggage shall be jettisoned upon jostlin’ Zara wid a few Overhead Compartment Suplexes. And while I’m at it, happy National Knee Day to her frownin’ face and furrowed brow.
“The Adorkable Angel” Azurine Vebbins kips up, slaps her right knee, and slides off-screen as the feed fades to black.
