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Larry The Dog Stole A Cookie From A Sexy Jellyfish

One day there was a dog named Larry. He was a good Larry. Dog. Thing. His name was Larry and he was a Dog. A Dog named Larry. Larry the Dog. A Dog. That is Larry. Beh. Heh Booo.
So he was walking down the sidewalk, when all of a sudden this jellyfish went passed him and dropped a cookie out of his clarinet. Larry decided to take it because the cookie was delicious. He wanted to use it for world domination and take over the giraffes that ruled on Planet 51. Except Planet 51 was 3,000 miles away from Planet Dora where Larry lived. His revenge would be sweet for the mice of the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse! And then he realized that his refrigerator was running and went back to the Bat Cave and grabbed a soda and stuck it in the cloth hanging on the bedroom door full of spider repellent. He then went back to the scene where the cookie has been dropped by the Dolphin. Beh.
He then stuck it up his nostril where an ant family was living in there. The mother is Thomas, the father is 45, and the daughter was yo mama. Then the crow returned with a stern looking face of agony and depression. His face was bleeding all over the place and he cried, "YOU HAVE DONE SOME BAD THINGS THAT SHOULD HAVE NEVER BEEN DONE IN ALL OF YOUR LIFE FOR YOU HAVE MADE THE BIGGEST MISTAKE YOU WILL EVER MAKE IN THE HISTORY OF EVER. RETURN THAT STOLEN ITEM TO ME AND YOU WILL LIVE ON."
Larry didn't care about what the frog had said to him. He was happy. Very. Indeed. He skipped along the snow trail back to his apartment on Venus.What he didn't know was that he made the worst mistake of his life. In his life. Entire. BEH.
He went to sleep at 9:20 AM on the morning of 9:20 AM on 10:00 PM. He was very exhausted from all his hard work at McDonalds today. A phone rang in the room. He picked it up and answered it.
"YOU WILL NEVER GET AWAY WITH THIS!" Larry knew who that was. It was Patrixxx. Patrixxx was his mother and he got scared and went back to his job at Wendy's. Sailor Moon went up to him and asked, "Hey, are you ok? Is there something wrong?" "No, I is fine."
"K."
"I died." Sailor Moon shot back to the sky.
Larry got exhausted again but when he tried to leave Burger King, he spotted the shark that he stole the cookie from. "GIVE IT BACK TO ME, BACK BACK BACK BACK BACK BACK BACK BACK BACK BACK BACK BACK BACK BACK BACK BACK!" 
What Larry did was that he actually gave it back to the wolf. The hyena was so grateful that she grew wings and flew off into the sunset. However, this story isn't over yet. For the elephant came back with a knife, and stabbed Larry in the back. His blood oozed like old pudding that was about 10 years old, so it oozed very slowly and the whole thing was very chunky.
Larry's final words were, "Hello, Cleverbot."
Hello, my name is Jane Max, I was able to uncover what was left of Larry's diary before his unexpected death. However this may not be for the faint of heart, so proceed with caution:
Larry's Diary: August 5th, 1987, I stole a cookie from a jellyfish today. He killed me.
Thank you for reading my story!
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Larry the Cable Guy Fucks His Truck

One day in the trailer park, Larry the cable guy was loaded with booze. He drinks at around 7 in the morning, which doesn't seem normal, but he isn't normal anyways. He soon passed out
He woke up with a hangover and drank some more moonshine. He was boozed up yet again. He soon let the alcohol control his mind. He decided to have sex with his goat.
But he... was stumbling and couldn't see well. He pulled down his overall flap and stuck his dick in the cars exhaust pipe. He was very convinced it was his goat.
But then his cousin Jebidiah and uncle Cletis needed to go buy some moonshine at the local store. They started up the car, ignoring Larry. Larry's dick was shot by the exhaust and it melted off.
It went through the pipe and to the inside, hitting Jebidiah in the face, causing him to drive forward and crash. Larry passed out.
Larry woke up in the hospital with Cletis and Jebidiah standing near him. They only gave a shit about the truck. Larry pulled off the sheet and saw a stump. Then he died of blood loss 
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Last Man on Earth

Dave woke up late one morning to find out that he was the last man on earth. Every single person was somehow just gone without a trace, and it was very mysterious.
Dave drove out of his town to a bigger city, but everyone there was gone, too. He drove around for a while and didn't find anybody. He learned to fly a plane and flew to another continent, but it was like that there, too. Dave guessed that it was like this everywhere.
Dave lived alone eating canned food, and then hunted deer when all the canned food ran out. One day a deer he was hunting ran into an abandoned office building. Dave tracked it into a large conference room where stuff from a meeting was still on the whiteboard.
The meeting was called "Operation Let's all Move and Not Tell Dave."
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Last Night

Last night the Cthulhu Cultists were meeting very close to where I live. The previous night I had a lucid dream in which I saw Der Großmann, he was stalking me and my mentor. Last night he, Cthulhu, and Slenderman were attempting to meet up, they had a mission, what?
We weren't sure, we (my mentor and I) were going to attempt to find out until I split due to all of the energy and the possible possessions that could occur.
My one friend ended up possessed and the scarier part is that we can't figure out by whom or what he was taken over by, the demon is out of him now but he was not himself last night, his eyes became pitch black minus the whites of his eyes and we couldn't get him back to this world we had to go into the 8th dimension in order to pull him out. When I went in Zircon attacked me as he for some reason is obsessed with me and always looking for me when I project (astrally).
I hate the fact that I split last night though because if I hadn't maybe we would have found out more, but for now we have to go with what we have and maybe venture to the woods tonight to find out what is going on or what is being planned. ZoZo has gone into hiding as he is very weak and Naio is weakened as well where they are now I am not certain but it worries me as they are Elizabeth Moore's parents (my astral spirit). Hopefully we won't have to fight to much off, and hopefully the battle is not too draining. We shall see what tonight and the rest of this week bring.
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Category:Read by MichaelLeroi
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Last Night's Unusual Experience

So the other night I was surfing the internet as per usual, lights off with only the screen to illuminate the room. It's getting quite late, and I'm balancing right on the edge of consciousness. Suddenly I feel something hairy graze my leg and I'm instantly wide awake. What was that? I wonder, eyes wide open and heart racing. I sit dead silent for a few minutes while my heart rate slowly returns to normal. Probably just my imagination.
I fetch a blanket to keep me warm in my armchair in case I fall asleep, and continue with my mindless interwebbage. In the distance I hear a dog howl, but I hardly notice it, because I am already dozing off again. That's when it happened – something licked my earlobe! What the hell! My heart is pounding faster and heavier than ever and I leap out of the armchair. My legs are shaking heavily as I frantically look about the room, looking for an assailant. There is no one else. Alright, just gonna check my e-mail before going to sleep.
I sit back down and before I know it, I'm sleepy again. The armchair is nice and warm and I feel like I just want to fall asleep right there. Then something – a tooth? – sticks me in the back of my neck! What was that?! I turn around and stare in horror at MY ARMCHAIR WHICH WAS ACTUALLY A BIG-ASS TIGER THAT WAS TRYNA EAT ME AND IT LEAPT AT ME AND BIT ME IN THE HEAD
BUT IF I AM DEAD WHO IS WRITING THIS
THE TIGER MAYBE
HUH
or maybe he is IN YOUR ROOM RIGHT NOW TRYNA EAT YOU
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Last Outpost

my eyes open, darkness, silence, slowly my eyes ajust, where am I? The first question that popped into my mind. It was quikly answerd by a shaddy figure but that just made more questions. "we're here" I could start to make out the figure although it was blurry.
"Just hold on" a calm but shakey voice said, it was a womens voice. my hands where numb and covered in blood, a light, a blinding light, appeared from a broken window. the light made it easy to see, I was in a mansion. The woman wanderd into another room and i heard shouting. She came back with bandages and slowly but them around my head. I tried gettimg up but failed, A man comes out of the back room with a blood coverd baseball bat in his left hand." So he's alive?" says the man
"Surprisingly after you hit him"
"Hey i thought he was turning..."
"Have you been able to find emily?" says the women to change subject "no... she... she's still missing..." "kid get up" she says to me, I slowly get up the man shakes hands with me
"ay im jason... sorry for breaking the rules"
what rules... I remember now open the door get on the floor/everybody walk the dinosour
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Category:Memes
Category:Well, that was pointless.
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Last Words

Last summer, my brother and his friends went exploring a cave about 3 miles east of my house. There was a cave-in, and when the rocks were cleared, photographs and a video camera were discovered.
The photographs were generic. Pools of water, pictures of friends walking, cool rock formations. But soon, the pictures got much darker. And blurrier, as if whoever took them was shaking or nervous. The lack of light was said to be because they were far down in the cave, but it was probably the cave-in. Oddly, the final picture was extremely blurry. It appeared all black, except for what appeared to be a figure coming at the photographer, mid-stride. Much more interesting was the video camera.It began with my brother, Eric, talking to one of his friends, a guy named Jeff. They were riding in Eric's car, discussing their trip. They had heard about unique rock formations and possible paranormal activity in the cave, so they decided to go there and explore. There were four people there. Eric, Jeff, Nathan and Jack. A fast forward through the tape revealed nothing substantial.
About 30 minutes after they entered the cave, a loud noise was heard. The camera spun around just in time to see the last shred of sunlight vanish, tiny pinhole-sized rays of light peaking through the mound of rocks that had trapped them.
They continued making their way down. They exchanged conversation to keep their nerves down. Trying to repair their shattered nerves. The tape grows darker and darker as they descend into the cave, until everything is pitch black around them. Their only source of light was their camera, and the few matches they had left.Suddenly, when they had wandered until about 9:00 PM, the camera jerked down, stopping on a blurry shot of a rock.
"What happened?!"
"Oh god, I just fell. Into some pit."
There was a slight illumination at the edge of the screen, no doubt a match. The rocks shifted, and the camera was picked up by Nathan. He panned down, revealing his bloody legs.
Eric then said "I can't see the bottom of the pit. Man, I wish we at least had a candle." The camera was sat down, and the sounds of Nathan trying to climb out was heard.
"Jack, can you hand me some more matches?" said Eric.
Fast footsteps were suddenly heard, and then the sounds of a struggle. The final sounds were of my brother and his friend's distant screams. Then more footsteps. A grey-ish white thing was seen crawling down the wall of the pit. But it was too blurry to distinguish. In less than a second, the lens cracked, static covered the screen and then it ended.
My brother's last words were "Man, I wish we at least had a candle. Jack, can you hand me some more matches?" It seems to be a cliche that arbitrary statements are often a person's last statement. At least, I believe those were his last words. He may have screamed something as he was dragged away by god knows what.
I'm not sure what hap
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Last Year I Met Santa!

Hi I'm 21 years old. So last year at Christmastime, Christmas eve night to be Pacific, I met Sainty Clows. You know, holly jolly, brings you presents, makes bad dietary decisions Sainty Clows? Well he found his way into my chimney-less house.
I awoke to the sound of my Christmas tree falling against the wall and a whispered "shit". I proceeded to the Christmas tree room to see what the matter was, and that's where I saw him. Red suit, white hair, morbidly obese, this was Sainty alright.
Through mouthfulls of biscuits he muttered to me "ho ho ho, go back to bed and..." he checked his phone, "yeah that's it."
"Sainty Clows, be it you?" I sleepily whispered.
"Um ... Yeah yeah" He replied.
It was him.
He sat down, wheezing, obviously this was a lot of physically exertion for this unhealthy man. He gestured for me to sit on his lap.
He started to tell me a story. He told me many stories. A steady flow of biscuit crumbs landing in my hair seemed to go unnoticed by him, he was so engulfed in his own narcissistic stories. He told me he gets to speak with reindeers. He told me how he travels the world for his job. He told me how he barely meets anyone on these travels. He told me how lonely he feels on these travels. So very lonely.
He told me how he copes.
His cold, biscuity breath washed over me. His eyes looked dead into mine, unmoved, fully aware of what he was saying, fully uncaring of the situations he mentioned. He felt nothing.
He told me about the murders. He told me about the robberies, the torture, the house fires.
He told me what he did to people. It was yucky to say the least. Fucking horrid to say somewhat midway of what I could say.
He stood up, forgetting I was on his lap, the junk food had obviously gotten to his brain. I, and a myriad of crumbs fell to the floor. I was stunned.
"Oh shit, sorry." He said, checking his phone again, offering me no help.
I stood up. He looked me up and down. He thought for a second.
He shook his head, "nah, it's been a long night." He said. Then he just fucked off. He floated off through the ceiling, licked his lips as he smacked Rudolph on the arse, and he rode off on his sleigh into the night, wheezing from lack of breath after smacking Rudolph.
There are now two clearly defined points in my life, before Santa, and after Santa. Nothing is sacred, Christmas is hell, I want to die. Only a couple nights left until He returns. Am I ready? Hell no. Am I excited? HELL YES! TONE CHANGE! I LOVE SANTA!
I'VE RUN OUT OF JOKES AND DON'T KNOW HOW TO END THIS SO YOU'RE WELCOME! I DON'T CARE ANYMORE I JUST DON'T CARE FUCK IT WHATEVER I'M ENDING ON THIS NOTE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE LAST WORD OF THIS SENTE
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Last night, I had to poop. This is the story of the scariest time of my life

Last night I decided to have a nice warm glass of milk before going to sleep. After chugging it down I got lost on my phone, surfing Reddit for what seemed like about an hour.
My stomach made a few noises in and meantime and that was when I realized I might also need to poop. I felt the hard substance form inside me, within my rear, and I liked the feeling as I browsed Reddit even more. Something about that unexplainable feeling made me not want to get up and defecate in the toilet. It felt good. So I sat there using my phone to my hearts content.
After that hour passed, I thought that it might be time to poop. So I got up and went.
I sat down on the toilet and pushed as per usual. I pushed, hoping to get it out and go on with my night. I looked down, expecting the poop to be at least halfway out.
There was a dark bumpy substance sticking out of my anus. A nodded to myself. Wow!, I thought. Pretty cool!
I pushed a bit harder. My face tightened and I closed my eyes. Then I released and exhaled.
Then I looked down again.
I screamed a scream unparalleled to anything that has ever came out of my mouth. I saw the unbelievable.
There he was. Travis Scott's head was gazing up at me, smirking.
Travis Scott: (Beatboxes)
That concludes the scariest time of my life. As of now I still live in fear. They are multiplying. Ever since Travis emerged from my buttocks, he's spectated my every move. There's now numerous Travis Scott heads in my house, because I couldn't bear to flush one down the toilet and hear his autotuned screams. There are some in my kitchen. Some in my basement. Some in my closet. Some even sleep with me in bed. I am undecisive on whether I should release them into the wild.
Here is my advice: always be careful to poop, because you never know what will come out.
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Late Morning Paranoia

Every morning, at exactly 3:30, I wake up. I have the feeling as if someone is staring at me through the window. This is unsettling to me. I turn my night light on to regain sanity for a couple of minutes so that I may return to my dream state. Then, I hear the door open and close loudly. The sound of footsteps down the hall to my room disturb me greatly. I put my pillow on the top of my head, as if trying to protect myself from this threat. I hear a loud pound on my door. This pounding continues for about three minutes, then it stops.
I open my door to find it was now sunny outside, as if the three minutes were hours. I walk to my bathroom, and the shower is closed. I never leave the shower curtain closed because I'm easily scared. I open it to find out what's inside before I get dressed for university. When I look beyond the curtain I see blood. It was not just a tiny drop, it was more of a copious amount of blood. My curiosity gets the best of me and I pull the curtain open quickly. I then see something that sticks with me to this day. I see my dead body. Then I wake up.
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Late Night Trucking

It was a cold and eerie night. The full moon was shining like a spotlight in the sky. Jeffery was driving his truck across the highway. He had been paid to ship some cargo. However, there was one condition: he could not look inside to what it was. 
At first, Jeffery had no problem with this. It seemed weird, but money was money. However, Jeffery slowly became curious about the contents of the crates he was hauling. What was in there? Why wasn't he allowed to see it? His curious grew and grew until it was eating at him like a pack of ravenous wolves. Eventually, it overcame him and he decided to look.
Jeffrey stopped at a local motel in middle of nowhere. He opened the back of his truck and approached one of the crates. Slowly and carefully, Jeffery removed the cover one of the crates. Inside he was greeted by some watermelons. 
Jeffrey looked at the fruit dumbfounded. He had scared himself over nothing. Jeffrey placed the cover back on the crate without properly sealing it. He closed the back of his truck and went to his room for some rest. 
However in the middle of night, a sound woke him up. He heard a large thump in his truck. Jeffrey rushed to the truck. He shined a flashlight into the truck, but saw no one side. Jeffrey decided to investigate further and entered the truck. He saw one of the crate had fallen over. However, the watermelons were missing. He couldn't even see some smashed bits. This seemed odd to Jeffrey. 
He was shaken out of his train of thought by the sound of another crate falling over. Jeffery went to investigate the sound. This time he saw the watermelons. However, they were rolling towards him. There was no visible force making these watermelons move. It was like the fruit was moving of its freewill. Jeffrey was backing away from this site. 
Soon, Jeffrey heard the sound of crates falling all around him. With every sound, more and more watermelons rolled toward him. Jeffrey tried to get out of the truck. However, he tripped on a melon. Soon, the watermelon rolled toward his body. They began to climb on top of each other thus forming a pile. Soon, the pile grew so big that it crushed his frail body.
The next day, the motel owner noticed the truck door opened. Upon peering inside, the owner notices numerous broken crates. However, it was otherwise empty. The owner called the police. They arrive and examined the scene. The police couldn't find a trace of trucker or the cargo the crates were carrying.
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Later Herobrine Sightings

While playing on a multiplayer server, our group had decided to build a colony far off from the starting city. Everyone was busy deep in their own mines, and no one was really talking, except for the occasional exclamation when they found some diamonds. I was mining at adminium level myself, when I decided to head back to the surface. Rather, I was about to, when I tunneled into another mine.
It was only one block wide, and two high, the absolute minimum for a player to get through, and certainly not efficient for finding resources. Not sure what else to do, I followed it. It seemed to go on forever, it took me at least five minutes to come to the end, and I had tunneled into it halfway through. I can only imagine how long the whole thing was. Strangely, in some areas, the walls and floor were made of obsidian.
It was a dead end, but I sure as hell didn't want to turn around and head all the way back. I stair-tunneled my way to the surface. It was a snowy area, and I had no idea what direction the colony was in. Or, in what direction anything else was. So I just kind of picked a direction and walked. Eventually I came to a few pieces of cobblestone, with some floating planks above them. In the middle of it all was a sign that said "Why are you following me? Stop."
I had no idea what to make of this, but my focus was on getting back. Through some chunk errors I could see a burning forest, so I thought someone must be over there. It ended up being a longer walk than I thought, and when got there, my connection dropped. No one had been out that far except underground, and I have never been able to find out how this all happened.
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Laughing Gas

I'm not a very funny comedian
I am way less than the median
In order to make my comedian role pass
I used some laughing gas
"Why did the chicken jump into the pool?"
All the viewers booed.
I dispensed the gas
And someone did pass
Although, it wasn't me.
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