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       The Mercurys, a team which dresses as various Freddie Mercurys,walked on the field to find the Pr*nters waiting for them, the fact that they failed to watch We are Number One before this game, evident by the stench coming from their brains.

Wembely '86 Freddie swung his broken mic stand around,preparing to hit the ball that the first Pr*enter was preparing to throw. Somehow, he accidentally  hit Pr*enter 1 in the head,giving him a concussion.

"(unholy word) you", Wembely Freddie exclaimed,running the bases.

Before long, it was the Pr*nters (the three who were not killed by Houston '77 Freddie) turn.They scored no points. Because Ben Shapiro himself descended on the game, spewing facts and logic, of which the Pr*enters could not process.

48 hours, once Ben Shapiro had finished his speech and Phil Swift had put flex tape on the dead bodies, the game resumed.

By that time, Approximately 39 Jim Huttons arrived in the Jim Hutton section.

"HELLO DAHLING",The Freddies exclaimed in unison. The three remaining poop tards didnt like this. For they only had one person in their #1 fan group. Justin Beaver.

Before Justin could open his mouth, The CIA and the FBI showed up in Invisible suits and yeeted him. They sanitized the seat he had been in.


By the 7th inning, 2 Pr*nters were still alive. The Mercurys had 42320948320419853428503450923049582358023485023485230452384580234058023485023 points, while the poopters only had -9. 

Live at the Rainbow Freddie approached Pr*nter 5.                                                                                               "Paul dahling maybe we should stop trying to murder each other", he suggested as his fabulous black hair flowed in the wind

"Really Freddie?", P*ul asked enthusiastically,leaning to kiss Live at the Rainbow Freddie

Freddie smiled, "no dahling", he replied sipping his tea. When he finished his tea he planted his least favorite tambourine over P*uls head,breaking the tambourine and P*uls skull.

The last P*enter called for a draw out of fear for his life and ran away, never to be seen again.

All the Freddies found a Jim and went to the parking lot to be picked up by Rogah in his cah


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