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Weener-Hoozers

You know how during your childhood, you make up weird creatures and animals that become your imaginary friend? Yes? I thought so....
Well, this happened to me once. I had made something up called a 'Weener-Hoozer.' I know what you're thinking, what the crap is a Weener-Hoozer, but don't worry, I'll tell you...
It's this - arm, that comes out of the wall, and grabs your side, and before you have the time to whip your head around... it's gone.
After hearing about this, my sister would grab all of my family's side and blame it on a Weener-Hoozer!
Weener-Hoozers are kinda odd at first, and I thought I made it up for quiet awhile. Well, everyone did, but what really happened was I once saw it, but forgot. I remembered it when I encountered one again. I was sitting at my desk, watching some YouTube, when I felt a great tug on my shirt.
I said a curse word and jerked my head, seeing the Weener-Hoozer. It was right there, and it had the jointless, snake-like arm that I couldn't see the source of. I felt like I was about to pass out, and I did, because I don't remember anything after that except for solid-black darkness.
Weener-Hoozers have made me change, a bit... because everyone knows about it now. My church, my family, my friends, some of the internet. I'm just spreading the word, so you can hear about one. That wasn't the last time I saw a Weener-Hoozer, though.
Nope.
I was sitting on a beach-blanket, having a pic-nic with my family, eating an apple. I put the apple down, to get a fry, then when I turned around I could clearly see a Weener-Hoozer retrieving the apple. That was the last time I saw a Weener-Hoozer, and I don't plan to see one again.
That photo you see is the closest recreation I could possibly make of a Weener-Hoozer, because Weener-Hoozers don't like photographs. Maybe you might find one, in your closet or under your bed. Weener-Hoozers are basically EVERYWHERE!
At the mall, grocery store, gas station, and your own house. It turns out, if you ever make up a friend, animal, or creature, chances are you found it in your closet when you were 4-years-old...
Just saying.
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Weeping Willow

There is an old tree that sits atop a quiet hill that was once used to hang unfortunate souls during the dark era of lynching and vigilante "justice" - although those days are long gone the tree itself has gathered a host of legends due to its past, one of the most striking legends is that of Old Man Jitters.
According to legend Old Man Jitters will appear only at night under the old tree, appearing as an impossible tall and skinny African-American male with a long noose around his neck: completely naked and notorious for his sunken eyes that are said to stare into the soul this spectre looms over those who dare to stray too near the tree at night.
To run from Old Man Jitters is, they say, a terrible mistake and the spectre will pursue with frightening ease - reaching over with impossibly long arms and striking victims dead with a touch, old stories talking of people being found in the morning laying under the old tree, cold as ice and with a look of shock upon their faces.
Yet if one was brave enough to stay put the legend claims that Old Man Jitters will not harm them, instead he will ask them at what time the strange fruit hangs - legend states that one must always answer "only the wind may know", at which point Old Man Jitters is said to respond with a small chuckle and fade away.
To give any other answer, they claim, will result in Old Man Jitters reaching out and strangling the victim.
As for whether their is any truth to this old tale, I can't say either way - all I know for certain is I haven't seen many people go near that tree at night and I'm not one for testing to see if old legends are real or not... after all... you can't never truly tell.
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Weevil

I was surfing web and I saw a game for download. It was called "THE TRUE SSBB BETA." I download, you see. I then play the game. It opens and I see character select screen. Only it has many new characters like Brognar the elf and Czismo, who requires no explanation. Obviously I picked Fox. I set CPU on random because YOLO and then I pick Battlefield. I was fighting Cherry Jim and also Samus. So wat do you know, I beat them both and it say A CHALLENGER APPROACHING. So I was very very exciting but then challenger was only Toon Link. I lose to him and have another fight to unlock. But then I won again. And then the challenger was R.O.B.!!!!!!! I lose also to him. I'm no n00b but enemonemies seemed more difficult. Then screen got dimmer and say "YOU ARE VERY BAD BOI, BILLY WATKINS." I ask it "How are you knowing my name?" A new message appears. It say, "I WILL NOW SCARE YOU WITH A VERY SCARY OBJECT." So I turn off laptop ans close. BUT THERE WAS WEEVIL ON TOP! DO NOT DOWNLOAD GAME "THE TRUE SSBB BETA." OR SAME WILL HAPPEN TO YOU!
Keep in mind that this is my first trollpasta and it might be crap- OH GOD THERE IT IS AGAIN.
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Weezer Copypasta

I can't fucking take it. I see an image of 4 guys standing in a line and then I see it, I fucking see it. "Oh that looks kinda like weezer" it started as. That's funny, that's a cool reference. But I kept going, I'd see a screenshot of phineas and ferb that looked like weezer, I'd see a soda can in front of a blue background that looked like weezer, I'd see 4 guys lined up getting their picture taken that looked like weezer. And every time I'd burst into an insane, breath deprived laugh staring at the image as the word WEEZER ran through my head. It's torment, psychological torture, I am being conditioned to laugh maniacly any time I see 4 guys standing in a line. I can't fucking live like this... I can't I can't I can't I can't I can't! And don't get me fucking started on the colors! I'll never see the colors blue, red, white, black, light green, or teal again without thinking of weezer. If I ever listen to music created by Buddy Holly all I can think about is "weezer." I could watch a man murder everyone I love and all I would be able to say when I see their blood on the floor is "red album" and laugh like a fucking insane person. And the words "rivers" and "wheeze" are ruined. The phrase "say it ain't so" is ruined. I can't wear fucking sweaters anymore without thinking of weezer. Whenever someone tells me that everything will be alright in the end I start simultaneously laughing and sobbing until l'm a helpless ball of flesh curled up on the floor. I can't live anymore. Weezer has destroyed my fucking life. I want to eject myself from this plane of existence. MAKE IT STOP!
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Weezer Fetish

I have to confess that I have a Weezer fetish. Yes it is sexual, and I am very ashamed of that.
Every time I listen to Weezer I cum. Every time someone says something about Weezer, I cum. Even when I'm just talking about Weezer, I cum. And yes, I am cumming right now writing this confession. I hate it, but I have to live with it. It's like a disease except that there's no cure. I know it may seem like a joke or a troll post, but it's not. This is a real issue, and I want everyone to take me seriously.
I am not attracted to women, I am not attracted to men. The only thing I care about sexually is Weezer.
I told my mom about it and she laughed her ass off, but I wasn't. My Weezer fetish is a real problem. A real problem that needs to be taken seriously, not to be ridiculed.
I know that a lot of people would be convinced this very post is a joke, but it is not. I'm 100% serious and I need help. I never wanted to have a Weezer fetish, and I don't want to die on that hill.
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Weezerphobia

Okay Buddy Holly, I literally do not give a fuck if you are a homosexual, transgender or whatever. The amount of bigotry in the world is nothing compared to the amount of Weezerphobia that us, the weezer fans recieve on a daily basis. I do not care about what gender do you want your bitches, US the Weezer fans ALWAYS get called "virgins", which causes bitches to not be near us, and thus creating an infinite cycle where the only ones affected are US. It is also terrible how on every social media, if you search for gay stuff, you will find supportive stuff, BUT WHEN I went searching for Weezer content and ALL I could find is memes where the only punchline is "weezer fan bad" aeugh. And most of the people in Pinterest who pretend to like Weezer, I bet they can only name a few songs from the Blue album. People falsely claim to understand us and then complain that Pinkerton's lyrics are weird. YOU WOULD NOT UNDERSTAND! all that Rivers Cuomo had to go through when creating this album, and appreciate those lyrics with their raw deepest true feelings. To us, The Weezer Fans those songs are relatable on a personal level, they hit close home. And just like Pinkerton wasn't accepted at first for being too honest but later became a masterpiece, US, the Weezer fans will have our comeback, and YOU will be the one regretting everything...
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Wega

It was a dark and stormy Friday night, and I couldn't wait to get home and dive into some epic gaming action on my beloved Gamecube. My game of choice? None other than the infamous Luigi's Mansion, bundled right in with the console. Little did I know, this was going to be a night I'd never forget, for all the wrong reasons.
I slotted the disc into the console, eager to relive my childhood adventures as Luigi, the ghost-busting hero. But as the game booted up, something was off. The title screen displayed a sinister twist, spelling out "Wegas Mansin" in eerie crimson letters, and there was Luigi, dressed in a menacing shade of purple. My spine shivered with a spine-tingling chill.
Everything seemed fairly normal, as normal as it can get in a creepy mansion filled with restless spirits, until Luigi ventured into that ominous room where the paintings spoke and ghosts attacked with malevolent intent. This was when the real nightmare began.
Instead of the trusty Professor E. Gadd swooping in to save the day with his trusty Poltergust 3000, he was nowhere to be found. Luigi, my cherished virtual hero, was left defenseless against the spectral onslaught. The ghosts overpowered him with ruthless efficiency, and I watched in utter disbelief as they swarmed him, draining his life force until there was nothing left but a pixelated corpse.
And then, the screen cut to black, only to reveal a grotesque image that would haunt my dreams for eternity. It was a close-up of "Wega," his face twisted into a grotesque, hyper-realistic visage. His eyes were piercing and bloodshot, like the stuff of my darkest nightmares. A deafening, ear-piercing scream emanated from my TV's speakers, making me clutch my head in agony. It was a scream that could pierce the very fabric of reality.
Terrified, I grabbed my phone and dialed the Nintendo support hotline, trembling as I tried to explain what I had just witnessed. But the voice on the other end of the line was dismissive, chalking it up to an elaborate prank or a vivid dream. They couldn't possibly comprehend the sheer horror I had experienced.
Now, the scar of that fateful night still lingers. I can't escape the memory of "Wega" and his haunting, piercing eyes. He invades my dreams, a grotesque specter that reminds me of that dark, stormy Friday night and the cursed Luigi's Mansion cartridge that forever changed my life.
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Weimar's Weird Wacky Wankventure

This is the great great journey of a man called Weimar. (Nothing to do with the Weimar Republic, you idiot.) Weimar is an Irish man who wears a black suit, and a fedora. He lives a simple life; he rides his hyper-powered BollockMobile (tm) all around the Wankish countryside and builds these tall buildings.
On this day, he is building this big building in the sky, and all of that jazz, but then a magic weird man comes about named SCHMOIKEY WOIKEY. He is a clown man who looks a little bit like Michael Jackson.
"HOHOOO!!!" he shouts "IT IS I, SCHMOIKEY WOIKEY. I SHALL GIVE YUO (not gonna bother fixing that) A MAGICAL ANAL PROBE!!!"
"Shut up bro" Weimar replies, annoyed with SCHMOIKEY.
SCHMOIKEY lets out a grunt and says "Man you are a fucking [slur]"
The people of the Universe let out loud gasps!
"SCHMOIKEY!" Weimar yells "You can't say that kind of word!"
"Says who?"
"Says God!"
Then, lightning strikes and Rick Santorum appears (Note: His last name must ALWAYS be bold and italic. If you don't do this he will come down and shove his boot up your hole so far you'll be tasting the leather.)
"WHO DARES SAY THE HOMOPHOBIC F WORD?" Santorum shouts, his voice strong and deep.
"What's this, now?" SCHMOIKEY yells.
"YOU WILL PAY FOR USING SUCH A DISGUSTING WORD!" Santorum shouts into the ear of SCHMOIKEY.
"Uh, can I leave?" Weimar asks.
"Yes, you can." Santorum replies.
Then, Santorum rips SCHMOIKEY WOIKEY into a billion pieces, killing him INSTANTLY!
To be continued in Weimar 2: Electric Boogaloo and maybe Weimar 3: Electric Boogalee! Yes, the sequels will feature more Weimar.
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Weird Microsoft PowerPoint Sounds

Found this a while ago and I thought I would share it. If you go into Microsoft PowerPoint go to clip art and search for the audio clips "scream". You might see some cartoon screams but there are two certain audio files. They are (Distant Tortured Screams Woman and Distant Tortured Screams Man.) Select and then play and listen to them. 
The first one starts with a woman screaming and babbling some speech for a good minute and a half. The next is a man screaming in pain.I hope im not the only one that finds them a little out of place and disturbing..... 
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Weird WWE event

It was Monday and WWE was on and my brother,my mom,and dad were watching it.Suddenly in the middle of someone sentince some random noises played and random clips and at the end was a person with a lamb mask on.
then one person was wearing the lamb mask and kids were singing then it happend again.then a few people were wearing the mask then the kids kept singing.Suddenly the TV froze then it happend again.
Everyone including the kids were wearing the mask and a guy standing next to a kid he was about age 20-40? and he was laughing untill the commerails came onbefore it did it did again but just the lamb mask and it screamed DON'T really fast then commercails came on.
PS:if this is not a creepypasta don't complain it is my first creepypasta
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Weird minecraft events

So I was playing good old minecraft, just you know chopping trees, mining stone. Then my friend told me to meet me on a server. I can't remember what the server was, then again I was 12. So when I went on the server me and my friend played some mini games. Then we got bored and went on a survival server. Then came the weird events...
So once we got on we started building and mining. We were very o.p. you could say. So I was mining and I found a diamond vien of 4. Good right? No. It was the opposite. Once I mined 'em up, I Pm'd my friend saying "hey dude guess what I found!"... No response. "Dude"... No response. "Okay this isn't funny."... No response.
After that message everyone disconnected, but me. Once that happened my friend called me. "Dude, what happened??" "I...I don't know. I'm still in." "You are?!" "Yea." So i chatted "hello?" Even though I knew no one was there. "Helloooo?" Then a broad cast said "you have not listened to me! For this you shall pay." I got so freaked out I shut my laptop off. Then I said to my self that I will not play it again.
A month later I forgot about that and I played it again. Me and my friend went back to our house and it was gone! And the only thing left was a chest. With me and my friends player heads. On top of a fire block. Me and my friend both Pm'd each other at the same time "Herobrine..." We both agreed to forget about it and start all over again.
But a week later my friend lost it and started having nightmares and talking in riddles. I always asked him "please stop speaking in riddles." No effect. He kept on about how death is inevitable and that he is coming. After that we decided to not be friends for a little while, act like we don't know each other.
But then a month later we played together and all of a sudden the same thing happened again. This time the message was "Why do you still ignore me? Well I will have to force you to stop." After that I got a blue screen, but instead of a blue background it was red. And in large font was a bunch of 0's and 1's. It was obviously Morse code. So i got my brother who can decypher Morse code or something like that.
I told him the story and once he decyphered it he asked me "what's your username?" "Jbird0123. Why?" "Because of this." He Showed me the message and it said "Goodbye jbird0123. FOREVER! HAHAHAHAHAHA!" After that I was so scared I never went near my laptop again. And then I threw it out to the garbage.
Well that was my story and it was all true. Wether you believe it or not. It was all true...
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Welcome Back

It was a normal Thursday night and I was innocently watching "My Name is Earl" and eating some delicious taco salad. I quickly was mowing down the large bowl of processed meat, lettuce, taco shells, etc. and I decided to get another serving. I climbed the stairs up from my basement whilst humming "Sing" by my second favorite band "My Chemical Romance" but that's off topic.
I filled up my bowl with the delicious saucy goodness and hopped down my stairs. I opened up my laptop and noticed how Minecraft had started up. I was a little freaked out but then remembered my Laptop has Java loading problems and it takes ages to load anything up (I was still playing my beloved game but I was using the In-browser version). I decided I would start-up a new world using the flat world option.
I set my seed to "666" just for the hell of it and spawned beside a village. This was different though, All of the normal villagers looked like they were sad, or scared. I thought nothing of it and explored the newly generated terrain getting 33 diamonds from multiple chests before night settled in. I took down a large house in the village I had settled in and made myself a crafting table. I crafted myself a full set of Armour and a sword and decided to go hunting. I opened up the door to my shack and was instantly greeted by an army of slimes, zombies, and skeletons.
I took them out and went hunting for spiders because I for some reason always need to have a bow in-game mainly for safety reasons. I strolled around the area looking for the eight legged bastards when I saw something off in the distance: A light of some sort. I sprinted over to it hoping to find another village when I found some sort of pool of lava, Thinking that it was just a generation glitch I moved on a little spooked by the happenings. Day light rose and I continued to hunt for towns and murdered pigs to fill up my quickly depleting hunger bar when I was stopped in my Tracks. A perfect end portal was placed directly in front of me. I knew for a fact that this was NOT meant to happen. I saw that I had the tools to defeat the dragon and decided to jump in. That was a huge mistake.
As soon as the screen saying "Entering the end" I knew for sure that something was up. The usual background was not blood red and almost looked like it was crying (a lot like the unadded "Crying Obsidian"). I spawned in the hellish world, The end stone looking more like Netherrack. I mined my way up (Because I spawned underground).
Once I reached the surface I saw this was NOTHING like the End I had been to so I booked it and opened up my Single player commands hoping to get back to my home but my chat key was clogged. I looked up at the sky hearing a high-pitched screen and looked back down. WHITE EYES. My title screen showed up, I had died. My Laptop shut down and I am now typing this from my old Desktop. I only have one warning for all who read this:
"DON'T LOOK INTO HIS EYES."
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Welcome To my World

Sky Point, 2050 (Narrated by Jimmy, a 13-year-old who attends a middle school by a graveyard) = "Oh, no!" I heard my mother yell. "What is it?! What happened?!" I yelled back. But there was no response. "MOM?!" I yelled again. Even so, there was no response. I went into my mother's room. She was fine, just didn't hear me. But wait. She always wears a hearing aid that helps her hear a mile off! Why didn't she hear me? My question was answered when I saw her hearing aid had fallen off and she had smashed it. That was when I saw it. A-BOT, which is mainly used to protect people. But this one was holding a chainsaw. It slowly approached my mother. I tried to scream, but I remembered that A- BOTS can hear very well and will kill anyone who screams. I ran as fast as I could and left my mother behind. I saw and heard my mother scream in agony as the A- BOT cut her in half. I turned away, but the image will forever be in my mind. But that was not the only thing that got stuck inside my mind forever. It was also what the robot said before killing my mom. It said in a sinister tone, "Welcome to my world..." That was the last I saw of it since I moved to a more secure place. I attended school in the same location, but lived in a different place to avoid any other gruesome image that may stay in my head forever.
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