The Poodle
"Thanks for watching tonight, folks! Up next we have a performer who I can totally identify with. She's small. She's fierce. And she probably humps people's legs. Ladies and gents... The Poodle!"
The clip begins with The Poodle sitting in what looked like some kind of garage or workshop. Tools and a small stereo surrounded her.
"This has been a ton of fun for me. It really has. I hate to see it end." She let out a little sigh, resting her chin on her hand. "But sadly, I think it's going to this week."
Standing, she walked toward a video monitor, showing clips of The Taco, The Unicorn, and The Panda performing. "I'm not a singer. I've gotten very lucky so far, but I know my place. If I can walk out of here this week having entertained people and honestly surprising a few? I'll consider my job done."
"If somehow, you all have a lapse of good judgement and I manage to squeak through this week? I'll be beyond happy. But I'm gonna go out there tonight and just have fun, and hopefully you like it."