Luyện nghe bài hát The Madison Panty-Sniffing Festival

FZ: Well contest time ladies and gentlemen. Direct from Madison,
Wisconsin, the Madison Panty-Sniffing Festival, just as promised.
Cough!
FZ: Heavy duty? Maroon nylon heavy duty. Okay . . . blue cotton with tiny
skid . . . . That's getting him very excited because it appears the bottom
parts of those pants are welded together. Okay try this, alice blue nylon
. . .
Vinnie: These like the same ones I had last night.
FZ: For those of you who didn't hear he says smell like the same ones he
had last night. Did you like them? You don't those?
Maybe they are, maybe she's following us around.
FZ: Nylon!
Vinnie: please!
FZ: Black Nylon, re . . . e-hem, a 19 on the Richter scale.
Vinnie: Oh, God . . . gotta on . . . hah hah, it's fuckin' disgusting!
FZ: These are very light blue and apparently have come in contact some
material that has eaten the bottom out of it.
Vinnie: syndrome.
FZ:
Vinnie: Syndrome!
FZ: Yeah, ha ha ha ha ha! Awright, hokey pokey, model number thirteen.
Oorhh, nehh. (hack, hack)
FZ: with the little embroidered things on the front.
Vinnie: smells like armpits. Ugh . . .
FZ: Okay who wins? Those to Chuck Eldridge.
Hi.
FZ: Sorry.