The Earing of Gold That We're Hearing

 
eXcuse me, dear people, but on tonight's
show I will make use of the world reknowned
ventriloquist, who goes by the name Scarface
in tribute to the late, great, Al Capone.
       I have engaged his services as I am so
"choked up" at the loss of a child, and the
ignominious state of motherEarth, (as defiled by
loutish, anal-brained humans, who thrive on contriving
    their own squalid adversity ).
         The content of the show is in the able hands
(or mouth) of mr. Scarface. Although my lips may be
moving, I have no idea what words will pour forth.
            Quite a risk taker, ain't eye?
                 Be that as it may, no animals, (besides me),
will be abused or injured in the course of producing
this blessed thing, My discretion is the soul of this
sweet shit'show, and damn it, I will suck it dry wit
my use of outsourced sound [of) voice (Vox'Humana).,
that he likely knows much-more about this fatalist[ic] state
of Being  than any of us will be able to speak to.
                So, wit'out further ado, allow me to introduce
the ventrilo master's, Master Ventrilo, Scarface and music
 of the Dual Diagnosis Octagon Orchestra.
               On wit thee Show Must Go On

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