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Octoberfest23
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His palms are sweaty, knees weak arms are heavy there's vomit on his jersey already, moms spaghetti, hes nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready drop bombs, but Ben keeps on forgetting what they wrote down, the dawg pound grows so loud, he opens his mouth but the words won't come out he's choking how, everyone's joking now the clocks run out, times up seasons over Bloah!