Kal Getter | Professional Voice Actor for Commercial & Character

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Eyes on the ridge! We've got movement on the left! Command, this is Echo One! Dammit! Hold your line! No one falls back! We hold this sector! Command, this is Echo One! Ah, fuck! Stay with me! You hear me? Stay with me! We're gonna get through this! Command, this is Echo One! We need medevac and reinforcements now! Come on, you motherfuckers!

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You don't think I see it the power you try so hard to hide But I do it hums in the air between us Daring me to step closer To claim what's already mine You may fight it But you can't deny it We were bound Long before this moment and will burn together long after You

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Bow to me, pathetic fools. My ambition knows no bounds. I will forge a new order where I reign supreme. Resistance is meaningless.

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Someone call an exterminator? Because I'm about to clear the place out. No one invades my planet and gets away with it. Not even bugs.

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Ah, look at you. Broken. Beaten. And yet here you are. Another fool with a sword, thinking destiny is on your side. Let me tell you something about destiny. It does not favor the weak. It does not pity the hopeful. Now. Bang. Scream.

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That smell? That's Smokehouse brisket! Slow-smoked, piled high, dripping with flavor. Add crispy fries and a nice cold drink, and boom! Dinner's done for just $10.99. Bigger than your problems, tastier too. Arby's. We have the meats.

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Take that, you son of a bitch! Are you hungry? Are you tired of snacks that taste like sadness and disappointment? Well, do I have something for you. Let me show you a little Meat Thunder. The only snack made with 400% more meat than is medically advisable. Handcrafted by angry cows. Forget the protein bar. Forget the tofu. This ain't a snack. It's a lifestyle, baby. Meat Thunder. The snack that bites back.

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She walked in like a ghost from a dream, one you don't want to wake up from. Red lips, black dress, and a look that could stop time or steal it. Trouble had just crossed the threshold of my office. She leaned in close, close enough to hear her breath, to smell the perfume that came with too many regrets. I need your help, she said. And just like that, I was already lost. This was going to cost me more than just sleep. Night Owl, for those nights when sleep won't come, we help it find you.

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Does somebody lay your clothes out for you before Betty Boo? Is your dinner fed to you at night from a teeny-weeny little spoonie? Does your mommy call customer service while she tucks you in at night? Of course not! Because you're an adult! And you don't drink pre-flavored canned drinks! You drink whatever the hell you wanna drink! Tito's! The official spirit of whatever the f*** you wanna drink!

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They placed me in a glass. A decoration. A flicker of color in a world of giants. They named me Goldie. They fed me flakes. They tapped the glass. They believed I was small. But I was never small. I was a god. Some things aren't meant to stay small. When you need to get big fast. Viagra. Rise to the occasion.

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They say curiosity killed the cat, but have you ever seen what happens when they hear this? Oh yeah, they come running, wide eyes, tail twitching, like they just heard the secret to unlimited belly rubs. Because inside this bag, pure feline bliss. Crunchy on the outside, creamy on the inside, irresistible all around. Go ahead, shake the bag, you know you wanna. Temptations. All it takes is one shake.

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Right through here to set one. All right, darling, this is Mittens. Don't let the name fool you. Oh, okay. He's got the attitude of a chainsaw and a bubble bath. Um... Just shake the treat bag like it owes you rent. Thanks for the heads up. And don't break eye contact. Here you go. Oh god, this cat's gonna kill me. What did I sign up for? Kel, I see you have pussy in the booth. We're ready to roll. Take one. They say curiosity killed the cat. But have you ever seen what happens when they hear this? Ah, you son of a bitch. Kel, Kel, be nice to Mittens, okay? All right, let's take it from son of a bitch. Oh yeah, they come running. Because inside this bag, pure feline bliss. Crunchy on the outside, creamy on the inside. Irresistible all around. Ow, ow, ow! This is crazy. We have Mittens' mommy in the booth. She wants to talk to you. You killed me. Bitch. I'm calling Zach. Okay, okay, okay. Here we go. Take three. Go ahead, shake the bag. You know you wanna. Nicked my nuts, you motherfucker! Get off of me! Well, I tried to warn you. Come on, Mittens. We got another game.

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Is there anything more infuriating than stepping into the booth, ready to crush the day, only to be absolutely railroaded by a battalion of chainsaws and woodchippers setting up camp outside your building? Well, you had work to do. Too bad, because some guy named Todd in an orange vest just decided that right now is the perfect time to reenact the destruction of the Amazon rainforest. Noise suppression? Useless. Soundproofing? Laughable. At this point, I might as well be recording an audiobook titled The Death of My Patience. Guess I'll just sit here staring at the mic, waiting for Todd and his band of tree-murdering lunatics to finish their symphony of suffering. Any minute now. Any minute.

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For over a century, we've built more than motorcycles. We've built freedom. Forged in American steel, shaped by the hands of riders who believe the open road was more than a way to get somewhere. It was a way to live. From the first roar of an engine to every mile still ahead, Harley-Davidson has carried the spirit of independence across generations. And that spirit rides on. Harley-Davidson. Let's ride.

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In the pit, every second counts. Engines roar, tires change, and the only tools trusted to keep the race alive are Craftsman. The same strength crews rely on trackside is built into every tool we make. Because whether it's race day or your day off, the job's gotta get done right. And right now, power up with the Craftsman V20 Cordless Drill Kit for just $99. Trusted by the teams, built for the fans. Do it fast, do it proud with Craftsman. www.craftsman.com

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Some things don't need reinventing like the taste of oak and fire in your glass the craft of charcoal filtered whiskey and the stories built into every barrel That's what old-fashioned means at Jack Daniels tradition refined drop by drop Jack Daniels the way it was is the way it is You

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You can't be there for every turn she'll take, every storm she'll drive through, or every night she'll head home alone. But you can make sure the tire's beneath her will. Introducing the Michelin Premier Tire. Designed to stop shorter on wet roads, engineered to grip when others let go, and built with safety that lasts. Safe when new, safe when worn. The Michelin Premier Tire. Because peace of mind is part of the ride.

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The Ford F-150. Built for the grind, built to dominate. With best-in-class towing and rugged durability, it's the truck that never backs down. Whether you're hauling heavy or pushing limits, the F-150 is tougher than the rest. Ford F-150. Built Ford Tough.

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Life can get overwhelming, but you don't have to go through it alone. BetterHelp connects you with a licensed therapist anytime, anywhere. Whether you're struggling with anxiety, stress, or just simply need someone to talk to, BetterHelp makes therapy accessible and convenient. Take control of your mental health and get started today. Visit BetterHelp.com. For more information visit www.BetterHelp.com

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Listen up, tough guy. The night's still young, but are you? Forget waiting around for pills to kick in. With Blue Chew, it's chew it and do it. No waiting, no hassle. Just discreet delivery to your door. With Blue Chew, you're always in control. And that's exactly where you want to be.

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Introducing Noble Oak, a bourbon like no other. Distilled from the finest ingredients and aged to perfection. Every drop tells its own story. Rich, bold, and incredibly smooth. Noble Oak brings a touch of luxury to your glass. Because when you choose bourbon, you choose character. Noble Oak. Taste the difference.

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New York doesn't wait, it doesn't slow down, it doesn't step aside. You either keep up or get out of the way. This city, it's built by the bold, by the ones who take their shot and don't flinch. Taste everything, see it all. Because New York isn't a place you visit, it's a place you become.

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Let them talk, let them laugh, let them scroll right past you, forget you, count you out. Because that's exactly what you want. The lower they aim, the higher you rise unnoticed. You see, people don't fear what they don't understand. And they don't respect what they don't see coming. They don't know about the nights you didn't sleep. Or the battles nobody clapped for. The times you almost never got up. But here's the twist. You never needed them. They needed the old you. But that version's gone now. You buried the moment life kicked your teeth in. And you stood up anyway. You started moving different. Not louder. Smarter. Sharper. Quieter than before. But twice as dangerous. You don't chase. You attract. You don't beg. You build. And now? Now you walk in a room and something shifts. Because real power doesn't announce itself. It radiates. So let them sleep on you. Just make sure when they wake up, it's a world you own.

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some houses have a history the Mason family thought they were starting fresh this house was once the scene of a tragedy a family torn apart a violent end and those who remain are still here

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Evil never dies. This Halloween, terror returns. Prepare for the most twisted nightmare yet. Terrifier 3 in theaters now.