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*****TRUKTRUK AND ADMIRABLE PLEASE READ THIS TOGETHER*****
Yo His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin' What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out He's chokin', how, everybody's jokin' now The clocks run out, times up, over, blaow! Thanks to everyone involved with making ToTH a reality. This has been another amazing stream and I'm already looking forward to next year. I'm certain we all made a lot of kids very happy! #200Khype #flarp4dakidz |