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Thanks for Sharing

Thanks for sharing. When I saw this, a spark was ignited inside me, all my past trauma, bad experiences, were all nullified, due to this truly inspiring thing you have just shared, it has truly brought out the best in me, for it is words of wisdom that I will never forget. Legit, the only way I'll forget this is if I die a painful death under Obamas legs, his juicy thighs and plump cheeks will suffocate me as the knowledge of what you've shared squeezed out along with my internal organs, but that's never gonna happen. What you shared today will remain with me from now till the day I die, in fact, no, in heaven when I'm asked to choose memories to keep. While others choose core memories with their family, friends, I'll choose what you've shared today, because it's the only thing I need, ever, what you've shared today will truly be sufficient to fuel me for the entirety of the remainder of my life, and the entirety of my after life, however if it works by reincarnation instead, well, as I slowly regain memories from my past life, I'll definitely remember what you've shared today, as what you've shared is truly the most inspirational and important thing in the existence of the earth ever, if is more important than fundamental events like the big bang itself, what's you've said holds more genius than anything alert Einstein and millions of other scientists have said all together, truly, what you've shared today is the most important thing ever in the history of the history of the history of the history of the world
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Thanksgiving

In the 1800s, on the night before Thanksgiving Day in Germany, a series of events happened that still cannot be explained.
It was nighttime, and little Jonathan was out chopping firewood for the next day, Thanksgiving. Lately he had been complaining about strange dreams, involving a tall man chasing him through the forest, and refused to go near the woods by the house. Luckily, his father was able to bribe him into going in the forest to chop firewood. Johnny, as he was called, was just finishing up with the job, when he heard a strange yet familiar sound coming from the woods.
It sounded exactly like his friend, who had disappeared recently. He ran into the woods only to find nothing there. The sounds stopped, it was completely silent. He stood there, now scared of the forest he was in, and looked around nervously. Then he saw a figure walk towards him. It was the Tall Man from his dreams! The man spoke, saying his name was Der Großmann, and had come to take little Johnny to a better place. Now Johnny, being the kid he was, thought this man was going to take him to a park or something to have fun, thus trusting him. The man began to walk, and Johnny followed him.
Eventually, they came upon a small clearing, with rocks stained by a substance that looked to be blood. The Tall Man then sat down on a rock, beckoning Johnny to come to him. Johnny came and sat down by the man, which he now saw was abnormally pale and thin. It was then he noticed, the sack this Tall Man was carrying. Johnny, curious, asked what was in it.
The Tall Man opened the bag, and out came the dead body of Johnny's missing friend, bloody and beaten, with bite marks on him. Little Johnny was terrified, and tried to run away, but the Man was too quick. He grabbed Johnny and sat him down. He then turned to the boy, revealing a horribly disfigured face, with flesh between his teeth, and blood trickling down his mouth. This man had no nose, had two large, soulless black eyes, and a mouth with unusually large teeth. He then spoke to Johnny, in a quiet voice. "Shh... just lay back and relax, this will all be over soon." He then began to mutilate Johnny's body, no one hearing the boy's desperate cries.
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Thanksgiving Drive

Hopefully everyone had a great Thanksgiving. I for one had quite the eventful day. Ate lots of food, had great conversations and on the drive home shit myself in my truck.
So as a 37 year old man child I can officially say I now have shit myself in front of my wife and kids while driving at 80mph down a highway. God help them with their future therapy sessions when they get older and have to explain how they watched their father stand in a ditch off the highway and use one of his dress socks to clean himself while people drove by and honked.
I can only guess that the gravy mixed with the apple pie created some type of brewing in my gut mixed with the meds I take and created mass amounts of bubble gut. The tight jeans and belt created back pressure while sitting in the truck thus when finally released inside the truck opened a Mount St. Helen's type of eruption. At first was just hot gas followed by huge explosions and liquid disaster.
My poor wife who was located next to me in the drinkers seat was privy to seeing my facial expression go from smiling and laughing to sheer terror and embarassment. There is not enough words that can explain the aftermath.
Just remember even after cleaning myself I still had to drive back home with nothing more then a Hoodie around my waste, one sock on and a group of children gagging and crying in the backseat while my wife, God bless her, is trying to calm them down and explain that I'm not dying.
Other then that. Happy Thanksgiving everybody.
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That

__NOTOC__=== Diary Entry 1 ===
I got fired. That job was the key to staying financially balanced. For now I have to rent an old shack.
=== Diary Entry 2 ===
I just moved in. Walls are falling apart, the floor is cracking, no wonder this shack was cheap.
=== Diary Entry 3 ===
I'm renovating the shack. The walls are already looking better and I just started paving the floor!
=== Diary Entry 4 ===
Is it just me or do I see a bloody, humanoid creature in the woods? Meh, it might just be me imagining things.
=== Diary Entry 5 ===
I paved the floor and fixed the ceiling! But that creature is getting closer.
=== Diary Entry 6 ===
Its right next to my window. Luckily, I have a camera so here is some pictures.
=== Diary Entry 7 ===
The window is broken. It might have gone inside.
=== Diary Entry 8 ===
Its inside. Its looking for me.
=== Diary Entry 9 ===
I locked myself in the bathroom, but I do hear some banging.
=== Diary Entry 10 ===
HELP. IT IS KILLING M-
Diary has been recovered by the landlord of this house.
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That Dr. Doof Drawing

"Curse you Perry the anthropomorphic agent platypus, who wears a fedora but for some reason doesn't wear pants, and it's always awkward seeing you without pants because I can't help but look you-know-where. Also, my medical bill is HIGH thanks to you. I mean, come on dude."
This image, this god forsaken drawing appeared in my child's tiny hands when he was presenting his drawing. He loved Phineas and Ferb, and his favorite character was Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz. But that drawing, it haunts me forever. Those eyes are so realistic, they appear to be staring into my my soul, and his mouth was so tiny and creepy, I get the shivers when my eyes pass it's gaze. This damn drawing drew me to madness, I killed my child, they were obviously possessed if the could draw the embodiment of the devil. I've gone mad, there is no way to save me from the sweet release of death. On the morrow, I shall kill myself in the flames I cast upon this picture.
Good bye cruel world, curse you Perry, my child.
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That Dreaded Day

There is a day, unlike any other. It's a sinful, foul, terrible day of which I am afraid of so very much. I have always kept a Journal to record this dreaded day every time it comes by, but only recently I have had the horror that is hell bestowed upon me. This is my most recent week.. With my most dreaded day.
This is my journal:
Monday:
Today, I went to work as normal, however.. I was pursued on my daily commute by a mysterious group of shadowy figures, all traveling in a macabre small car, driving a slow pace behind me. I thought this very strange.
Tuesday:
I saw someone watching today, I saw them, watching me from the bus stop, outside my home. Even when the bus came, this shadowy person continued to watch me. Until a car pulled up. The same car from yesterday. the Figure gave me one final hidden glare, then clambered into the car. I won't bother alerting the police, they won't believe I am being followed by shadows.
Wednesday:
I met my friends today, they claimed I look like hell. I told them about this morning. I was driving on the highway, when once again the car sped past me, in the fast lane. The shadows in toe, No faces... Just black shadows.
Thursday:
I dread tomorrow...I have a feeling they will come for me..... Dear Lord.. Someone help me... They are by my door.
Friday:
Yeah, Yesterday was Thursday.. Thursday. Today is Friday, Friday. Getting down on Friday, looking forward to the weekend, weekend.
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That Man

Hi, I'm Barbara. I'm a woman and I've just moved into a new house in a new town. I've done it alone, which is to say, I'm not married. I have no man in my life, much to my mother's and the whole of society's annoyance.
One day I was doing the washing up and as I looked out the kitchen window I saw my neighbor and my neighbor saw me. We both smiled and waved. I thought no more of it.
The next day I bumped into my neighbor who had waved at me whilst I did the washing up. I was taking the bins out despite it being a boy's job, I don't care about those kinds of things.
"Who was that handsome man standing behind you as you did the washing up the other day?" Asked my neighbor.
"Whoever do you mean?" I said. "There was no man standing behind me as I did the washing up. I live alone. I have no man in my life."
My neighbor looked at me with confusion and disgust. She looked at me just like my mother does.
Later that evening I was doing the washing up again and I thought about what my neighbor had said. As I did so I got the queerest sense that there was someone standing behind me and watching me. So I turned around and indeed saw a man actually standing there and watching me do the washing up.
"Who are you?" I asked. "What are you doing in my house?"
"I'm watching you do the washing up." He said, in a creepy way. "And it's not your house. It's my house. You didn't think you could buy a house like this all by yourself? A woman? Aha ha ha ha."
He laughed just as my mother laughs when I tell her I do DIY. Something snapped inside me. I'd had enough of this man and society and my mother telling me what to do. I took the soapy sponge I had in my hand and I stuffed it in the strange man's mouth. I kept pushing it further and further in to the places he used to breathe until he couldn't breathe anymore and he died. It felt good. I felt liberated, although I had to crack open a new bag of sponges.
Later that evening, once I had done the washing up and hidden the body, there was a knock at the door. I opened the door, it was my neighbor again. She said to me;
"Hello Janey, I'm just wondering if you've seen my husband David? He sleep walks terribly and enters other people's homes claiming they are his and he likes to watch people in the houses do the washing up all while he's asleep. You probably didn't know since you've only just moved in. I forgot to mention it before. Have you seen him at all?"
"No. I haven't seen him." I lied. "But hang on. You just called me Janey, when I'm actually Barbara."
"No, I'm Barbara." Said my neighbor. "I'm Barbara, and my husband is David. You're Janey and you just moved here from another town and you're weird and nobody knows anything about you apart from that you have no man in your life."
Was it true that I had no idea who I was? I looked down at the soapy sponge in my hand. I looked back up to my neighbor's mouth and throat.
"Why don't you come in Barbara. We have some washing up to do." But what I actually meant was I was going to kill her.
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That ONE time David tried cooking

So there was this 27-year-old guy named David or some shit and he was all like, "Lol, I should cook spaghetti, even though I don't know how to cook."
That is exactly what David did, make spaghetti. However, he must have added too much mustard because the spaghetti came alive! And it was all like, "Why did you add grape juice to spaghetti?!"
David was like, "Lol idk." Which pissed the spaghetti off so much that it had the urge to kill David.
So it did, it took a knife and cut his throat and there was blood everywhere, like seriously was David secretly a blood fountain. Then the spaghetti cut his stomach open and ripped out his organs and there was more blood. Where does David get all this blood?! It was everywhere!
Then his 22-year-old sister Susanna walked in and was like, "Lol, nope." Susanna left after that, not wanting to deal with this shit.
Spaghetti then turned into a demon and went after Susanna... or was it Susan? Whatever, who cares what her name was. All you need to know is that the spaghetti killed her in a very brutal and bloody way.
Then the spaghetti produced an elderly man or something. It then ate the man, which for some reason was a ravioli? Yeah, I don't know...
Spaghetti then went out and had coffee at Starbucks, but the 25-year-old barista messed up its latte, so he ate her too, no not sexually you pervs. He literally ate her like she was a strawberry jelly sandwich. Then the spaghetti exploded, no wait that's not a good ending... It was all like, I will kill you all and then it flew off with its demon wings to terrorize people. Yeah, that's a good ending...
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That Really Annoying Mary-Sue Serial Killer that Everybody Loves

There was once this chav named Jeff. Jeff was a super kawaii Mary-Sue serial killer who yelled "GO TO KIP!" before killing his victims using super human knife powers. Jeff went on many adventures involving tall, white, thin men dressed in business suits, a ton of other serial killers who were startlingly similar to him, and various materials that Jeff could magically make flammable. Everyone loved Jeff, and girls constantly sent him letters asking him to be their super kawaii hubbi. Jeff would go to these fangirls houses and stab them (because he was a serial killer). One day, Jeff met a girl named Jane, a beautiful girl with brown hair, blue eyes, and a long dick. Jeff fell madly in love with Jane, so he did what any other spurned lover would do. He murdered her friends and family and lit her on fire. For a while, Jeff felt happy. He had a knife, a fanbase, and a waifu-des. What more could an insane killer want? But sadly, it was not to be. One day, a giant laughing skeleton came to the city, deleting all of Jeff's best friends. This "LOLSKELETON" deleted Sanic.pdf, Earless James, and Chuckling Joe. Jeff took Jane and ran, but LOLSKELETONS caught them. In a few moments, they were in a strange new land, where they were greeted by a strange new being, who introduced himself as...SOMEGUY123. "TOP KEK!" He laughed. And then I became skeletons, and wrote this story.
THE END
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That Show

It was a cold day in December 2011, it was terribly cold and I was wrapped under soft covers, while the TV was on.
When I was flipping through shows, there was a very odd show... That had an odd opening... I wanted to turn the channel, but I was too lazy to get the remote. The show started, it showed a family. It was not very funny, like a friend who really thought he was funny, but you just want to punch them in the face for being so stupid.
When the show went on, the animation was strange. As if it was 3D... Like... Someone had no imagination what so ever.
As I watched, the jokes were nothing but celebrity bashing and child abuse, it was totally unfunny... It was hurting me... Why... The jokes only got not funny... The characters turned more into cardboard cutouts, no character whatsoever!
There was then a shot of a man from the previous shot with some men who were just as strange as him, like before, no character! Who would make this? Why? I was nearly in tears!
And then the next joke...
Remember that time I skinned the reader of this story alive?
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That Time I Used Shamanism to Make Up to My Sister

My sister Jessica and I are very estranged. She accused me of murdering her husband and I accused her of having a husband.
But on a fateful night, she asked me to use the shaman spells I had learned when I was in jail for murder to bring back her deceased husband.
"I can do that for sure, but once brought back, both his body and soul will be very broken. I don't think you can take that." I warned.
"Then you must NOT know love!" She retorted.
So I cast a spell best fit for the task and now Jessica is the most loveless person I know.
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That feeling

You know that feeling you get when you think your being watched well it's not just a feeling it's the..things they stalk you every day of every year.You cant see them though you may not be worried but they are vicious they try to kill you every chance they get.But the feeling stops them because you feel their presence. And remember whenever you think your being watched......just hope your..feeling saves your life because they will get you someday.Just hope that day isn't soon.Fact something is sneaking up on you right now don't bother turning around though..because it's already to late
==U have died==
Something suddenly comes out from nowhere! A sudden searing, fiery feeling in your neck, then very, very damp and warm pain comes at your throat. Only then do you realize a knife has been driven in to your neck killing you in seconds, as it cut through the major veins and the windpipe. Blood continued to pour all over, making a mess of everything.
I dunno what that was though.
==This was here, so I do believe that it would be kind of me to point out to you...==
Your webcam is still on.  (◡‿◡✿) I know what you've done.
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That one time where I inflated to a huge size then exploded

So I was enjoying the summer air as the intern of the world, but it was actually winter. So I was enjoying the summer air when I saw this merchant appear across the street. He had something in his hands. It was a bunch of beans. He said these were "magic beans" and that if I planted them in the ground a surprise would be waiting for me the next morning. So without hesitation and without paying, I snatched the magical beans from his hand, which was actually a paw, because he was a wolf. So I went home and played Euro Truck Simulator 2 all day and when night arose I planted the beans in the ground. Nothing happened and I thought I was duped. Don't worry, the scary part will occur soon.
The next morning I woke up, fell out of bed, dragged a comb across my head, found my way downstairs and drank a cup. I remembered about the magic beans and went outside to check out the devastation, which was actually a miracle. There were hundreds of huge bags of hyper-realistic Fuego Taki's laying on the ground. I thanked the heavens above, but I actually thanked outer space. I went inside and ate them all. But these Taki's didn't taste right. They tasted too sweet. In a panic, I threw them to the ground and started breathing heavily. I breathed and I breathed and I breathed while I looked at the horror of the bag. Then I heard an evil laugh from it, which was actually a crazy laugh. So I looked at the horror of the bag when I saw it start to rise from the ground, but it actually rose from the ground. The bag spilled the rest of the chips on my face, and I was in a big panic. I didn't want to die like this! So I ran out of the house when I was distracted by a guy being eaten by a panther. But I kept on running when I finally escaped, or so I thought. Next thing I knew the bag was over my head and I suffocated to death.
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That time Nikocado Avocado broke into my house at 3am

I'm pretty sure everyone on the internet knows about Nikocado Avocado. For those who don't, he is a MASSIVE glutton who consumes ludicrous amounts of food (usually Takis), screams and cries a lot, and has been known to have a toxic relationship with his boyfriend Orlin. He also broke into my house at 3am one time, which is where this terrifying true tale begins.
It was a usual Friday night. I was playing Gears of War and chatting with my friend Mason while eating some apple sauce. There then was an alert on my phone that a dangerous criminal was in my area. He had broke into over 69 houses and had viciously guzzled down on all the food. He was obese, wore a read shirt, and had black hair. I knew immediately it was Nikocado Avocado! I quickly rushed into my room and boarded up the window so that he wouldn't break in. I also barricade my door in case he'd try to come in. I figured I'd just sleep through the whole thing.
Then, at 3am, I awakened to a loud sound. I went out of my room with a flashlight and I saw the familiar red powder from Takis scattered all over the place, and then I saw him. He was going full on raccoon mode on the Takis, chewing with his mouth open and sticking his head into the bag. He then saw me, and began emitting his signature sound of SHHHHHHHHHHH! I was petrified so I threw my flashlight at him, were he then began to let out his annoying cry of EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! He then got mad and stood up, and charged towards me, which was both impressive and scary, considering he could still move like that even if he was so fat. I then retreated into my backyard and hid in the bushes. 
For a good 2 minutes, I thought I was safe, then Nikocado grabbed his scooter and literally drove through the glass door causing glasses to explode everywhere! He then said, "If it wasn't water weight, could I have done that!?". He was driving towards me like crazy until I managed to jump over the brick fence and run into the streets. I fell asleep on the sidewalk, knowing that I was safe. 
And that concludes this terrifying true story of when Nikocado Avocado broke into my house.
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