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Frutevil Aero

Have you ever heard of the Frutiger font? It's a simple, clean typeface that is often used in advertisements, posters, and signage. But there's something strange about this font that no one really talks about.
I first noticed it when I was working on a project for school. I was typing up a document using the Frutiger font when I started to feel a sense of unease. It was as if the letters on the screen were watching me, judging me, haunting me.
I tried to shake off the feeling, telling myself that it was just my imagination playing tricks on me. But the longer I worked with the Frutiger font, the stronger the feeling became. It was like a presence was lurking behind the letters, waiting to pounce on me.
One night, as I was finishing up my project, I thought I saw a shadow move across the screen. Startled, I looked around my room, but there was no one there. I tried to shake off the feeling of dread that was creeping over me, but it was no use.
That's when I noticed something strange. The letters in the Frutiger font on my screen were starting to distort and warp. They twisted and contorted in ways that shouldn't be possible for a simple typeface. And in the midst of the chaos, I could swear I saw a pair of eyes staring back at me.
I tried to shut off my computer, to escape from whatever was happening, but the screen wouldn't turn off. The letters in the Frutiger font seemed to be mocking me, taunting me, trapping me in their twisted world.
And then, a voice whispered in my ear, a voice that seemed to come from the very depths of hell. "Frutiger will consume you," it hissed, sending chills down my spine.
I screamed and tried to run from the room, but the door wouldn't budge. I was trapped, at the mercy of the Frutiger font.
I don't know how long I stayed there, staring at the screen, watching as the letters continued to twist and distort. But finally, with a flash of blinding light, the screen went black.
When I finally mustered up the courage to turn on my computer again, the Frutiger font was gone. But I could still feel its presence, lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike again.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Fuck... Scary

Fuck... That was so fucking scary. I'm never going to sleep again. When I read the part where it said he bled from his eyeballs, I screamed at least 40 times. I've never read a story that has blood in it before until now. It reminds me of Suicide Mouse and Jeff The Killer and Squidward's Suicide and Ben Drowned all rolled into one. I can't believe that you really typed that without deleting it immediately out of fear. How could anyone come up with something so epic and scary? I think this story is really kick-ass and scary as hell. Thank you. I love you. Awesome story. Really awesome story. The best part is the very end where it says "YOU'RE NEXT". When I read that one, I had to turn around myself to make sure the ghosts weren't in my bedroom! It's so fucking scary. I will never read a story like this again. I will never read a story again, because I no longer need to after reading this one. I've read so many Minecraft stories before, but this one was so awesome. I don't think I will ever watch a mysterious DVD again after watching this. I came here from the SomeOrdinaryGamers reading. It gave me the chills! I could not imagine being the intern at Epic Games while this was going down LMAO. Is this story real? I actually can't tell and it's freaking me out. This was a cool story, but I will never look at Pokemon the same way ever again!!! Holy shit. Fuck... scary.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Copypasta
Category:Satire
Category:YOU'RE NEXT
Category:Wall of Text
Category:Shortpasta
Fuck You, Charlie Brown

"Fuck You, Charlie Brown" is the title of a long-lost, never-aired Peanuts special.
Written by Schulz on his deathbed, FYCB follows the Peanuts Gang of Millenial misfits as they graduate from college and strike out into the real world of careers, relationships, and financial independence in the grim shadow of the Great Recession. You know how you always sort of vaguely thought that Charlie Brown having the football moved out from beneath him was some sort of dark metaphor for the disappointment of adult life? You're goddamn right it is.
Watch the whole gang have their naive assumptions about our just and fair world torn to shreds in front of them and have them shoved straight up their ass by a cruel, uncaring, random world ruled by greed, money, lies and desperation.
Schroeder busks outside of Union Station on his little piano, trying to make enough for just a little bit of H, just a skin pop to get him through the day.
Peppermint Patty joins the Occupy movement and has her idealism shattered, peppersprayed and handcuffed inside of a police truck by Bloomberg's Boys in Blue.
Lucy finds out that confidence and a take-charge attitude will get you far, but not quite far enough, as she bounces from job to temporary, contingent job.
Charlie Brown's untreated depression, compounded by his lack of health insurance, makes him basically unemployable, and Snoopy, well... Snoopy got let out of the house by the movers after the bank foreclosed on Charlie's parents' house, and that was pretty much the last we heard of him.
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Category:Lost Episodes
Category:Title that makes babbies laugh
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Category:Hall of Fame
Fuck You, SEGA

I fell asleep watching this video a few days ago, since I have a ChromeCast and just play YouTube videos on it at night. Sometimes, whenever there's background noise, it gets incorporated into my dreams, so as you can guess, I started having a dream about "fuck you, Sega." In my dream, Sega was the most famous company in the history of the world. Absolutely everyone said "fuck you, Sega." It was a greeting, it was a religion, it was ingrained in human culture. Wars were being fought over the correct usage of "fuck you, Sega." We were watching a news report where the reporters were fighting each other over the correct interpretation of "fuck you, Sega." The dream ended when my dad and brother started discussing "fuck you, Sega' my dad and brother started discussing "fuck you, Sega" and then turned to me to tell me "fuck you, Sega. I woke up in a cold sweat and with this video playing on my TV.
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Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Vidya games
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Fuck my life

Guys, I'm fucking sick of this. I'm almost 20 and haven't been able to score a better job than a fucking cook at a local fast food joint. What makes it worse is that I live in a small town so business is pretty limited, and where I work is the only place that'll hire high school graduates. I'd get the hell out of this town if I could actually drive too, but I've failed every damn test I've ever taken. I'm socially awkward, even my only other co-worker fucking hates my guts. I have repressed lust for one of my best friends too; she's athletic, smart and a gorgeous southern bell. I love her. You know what it's like; I've been friend zoned real hard. She's my only real friend, besides this one kid, who I'm pretty sure is only hanging around me because he is mentally challenged. I guess he's the only one that can tolerate me. And what makes this all fucking worse is that I live in a fucking pineapple under the sea.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Copypasta
Category:SpongeBob
Category:Rants
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Shortpasta
Fuck you Two

I have never seen a character so vile until now. I regret every fucking decision i made that has lead me to knowing Two as an actual concept in BFB. I sincerely hate Two with a burning fucking passion, a passion so huge that the flame could power an entire coat engine for 2 eons. Once i get my hands on Two, i will throat punch him, knocking him out in the process, then drag his unconscious body on a table, as i wake him up, restrain him and then proceed to skin him alive with a potato peeler. I will then proceed to cut off his fingers, and if he will cry in pain, i will laugh, for it is music to i ears. I will then cut off his arms, and proceed to throw the limbless, skinless Two i to a vat of salt water, killing him as the burning liquid travels through his lungs. I will drag the bloated, wet and dripping corpse of what was once two, and pulverize his remains in a hydraulic press, burn the crushed flesh of his into ash, and throw it into a black hole. I genuinely fucking despise Two. Two is hell. Fuck two.
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Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:Rants
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Excessive Profanity
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Fucking a Christmas Tree (Copypasta)

I came inside the Christmas tree.
I was being horny for a while so I tried to do something new, I fucked my pillow, and my blanket. but I was too horny. I wanted to try something new, and I walked to the living room. I saw my Christmas tree, and my horny ass thought the tree was submissive and breedable. I then tried to make a hole in the tree and turned it sideways. I successfully did it and I took my clothes and started to clap the tree.
It felt a bit bad but then it started to feel better. I was then thrusting faster. 25 seconds later, I then started to feel pain in my cock. I felt lots of pain in my cock and started to still fuck the tree to release the semen. I felt my cock burning like I stuck my penis in a fire. I started to pound even harder. It lasted for about 2 minutes. I then came. The semen was burning my penis, I felt so much pain on my dick. I then let my dick out and started to see the semen. I saw the tree and I saw the semen as white... and a little bit of red. I then look at my cock and I saw blood. I saw blood in the tip of my dick and I saw some skin ripped off of my cock, I tried to touch it and it started burning. I fucking cannot believe this shit. I started feeling multiple muscle pains on my legs and arm. The Christmas tree's texture was not okay to stick in, I was so horny that I obliterated my dick
Never again, I'm never trying this again. I destroyed my dick and the tree. I then saw my sister looking at me, shocked and disgusted.
PSA: Do not fuck your Christmas tree
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Category:Holidays
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Category:WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT
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Fucking a Ghost

Lately I've been reminiscing about my college days. You know how they're supposed to be the best days of your life? Well, not for me. Something terrible happened during a game of Truth or Dare and I've been living with the consequences ever since.
"Hey, Sabrina, truth or dare?"
"Umm," Sabrina thought, "I'll take... truth!"
"Ok," said Janey, who was running the game, "who do you have a crush on?"
Sabrina immediately crumbled. She blushed uncontrollably and forfeited the game. She was no competition.
Next up was me, David.
"David. Truth or dare?"
I replied dare of course.
"It's going to have to be a good one." Said Janey, "Dave has taken all his dares so far."
"Ooh, I know." Chimed in Brad, "Why don't you, like, kill somebody?"
"Kill somebody like Donny?" I said, pointing to Donny who was next in the circle of the game and my main competition.
"Yeah, kill Donny. I dare you."
Immediately I jumped on Donny and tried to get a grip around his neck. He was somewhat surprised which made it easier, but he did try to put up a fight by swinging his head back into my teeth. After kneeing him in the back as hard as he could and getting a better hold, he began to struggle less. When he grew limp, I picked up a nearby lamp and smacked it repeatedly into his skull. I then used the cord to garrotte any remaining life from his body.
I sat back down.
"Ok, Barbara." Said Janey, "You're next. Truth or dare?"
"I'll take a truth, please."
"Barbara... who do you have a crush on?"
"Oh," Barbara thought about it, "I was going to say Donny, but since now he's dead... I'd have to say young Tom Cruise."
Slowly the game continued until it was only me and Barbara left. She had answered young Tom Cruise 7 times in a row and they were quickly running out of good dares for me.
"I dunno Dave," said Janey, "why don't you... fuck a spooky creature? Fuck Roger the college dorm ghost."
I looked over to the fat basset hound, knowing that I had finally been beaten, by Barbara of all people.
"Can't do it." I sighed. "I jizzed pretty hard while I was murdering Donny earlier. Haven't got another one left in me. Plus it's like 2 a.m... I just don't think I can fuck a ghost right now."
"Ok, Barbara, looks like you win." Said Janey.
I still remember how everyone cheered for Barbara and jeered at me, made fun of me, for not being able to roger Roger.
I've had to live with that terrible memory of failure ever since. The stench of regret never leaves me. Every day I fuck a ghost to try and make up for it, but nobody cares. Nobody cares.
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Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Ghoooosts
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Title that makes babbies laugh
Fugly

One stormy night Melissa and her two friends Christopher and Carly were at her house. There was no power, They had very few candles and the strom is showing no sign of stopping. They were telling ghost stories and Christopher just finished telling a story about how a military soldier who got killed. Then he haunted and killed the person who killed him and their friends. "I have one," Carly said.
"Sure, go ahead," Melissa said.
"Ok, Once, there was this girl, she was 13 years old and had no friends. Everyone was calling her ugly and fat. She had enough of it one day so she literally screamed at whoever called her ugly that day. Well that didn't work because they called her a fat ugly spaz. She wouldn't put up with it any more. So one day, she decided to hang herself, but she came back and killed everyone she could. Nobody knows how the people died, police just found their lifeless body laying around random places. And the thing is, this story is true."
"That's crazy," Christopher said. then all of the sudden everyone heard a big bang. Melissa's eyes were as wide as a beer bottle cap. We kept hearing thumping. It sounded like someone walking upstairs. Then suddenly a really ugly girl came through the door and looked Christopher in the eyes. she was so fugly Christopher rolled over and died.
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Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:DIALOGUE!
Category:Suicide
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Funky Friday Deleted Beach Brother

You Know How Beach Brother Was Deleted Right?. Well. I Went Onto Roblox And Funky Friday Added Beach Brother Back.
I Clicked Play And Nobody Was Around. Then A User Joined Called "Beach Bro" He Said "Why Was I Deleted..." I Decided To 1v1 Him.
I Clicked On The First Song In Beach Brother. For Some Reason The Song Was... Weird. After It Beach Bro Said "Why..."
It Then Kicked Me From The Game. I Reloaded The Page And Beach Brother Was Removed...
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Vidya games
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Shortpasta
Funny Mouse Bootleg Tape

In 2004, a group of 4 Men had performed an urban exploration inside of abandoned house in Wyoming. The house itself was rundown and desolate; the Men whilst exploring and venturing further into the building, had found a small videocassette.
The cassette was labeled as "Mouse funny!" written with a black marker poorly and almost rushed. 
Once returning home, the men had put in the tape into an old cassette player. Now this is where the tape began.
It appeared to be a blurred out Mickey Mouse cartoon, not the type from 2004 or any of the modern cartoons that would have been broadcasted regularly, so it wasn't a modern DVD. The image eventually cleared up and the title simply read "Mouse". It then faded out and in to a less so blurred image of Mickey, a single, looping frame of Mickey just standing and starring blankly at the screen with detailed white eyes, pencil shading and lighting had been clearly applied to the eyes and greater detail scales were present, Mickey stared at the screen as it zoomed into his face, barley yet zooming to his face as he began to smile and his eyes began to widen.
A sound of a metal bell ringing began to loop every 6 seconds, Mickey stared and stared as his eyes began to bulge and separated from each other as his mouth curled to his ears and began to open as the zooming stopped and the Bells stopped as well, perfectly in sync with the stopping of the zooming in. As it stopped; it remained stopped for 3 seconds before the blur began to increase and what almost sounded like faint screaming began to play in the background, it began to zoom and additionally, The sound of metal scraping against a hard metallic floor, the screaming and the metallic sounds as mickeys face began to twitch rapidly as he as his smile stayed, his face overtook the screen as the screaming became one man's screaming on a loop, a bloodcurdling scream of one Man, then Mickey ran off the screen.
Then there was darkness and silence. Nothing, the tape ejected itself. 
About a year later, the fourth man who had reportedly collected and analyzed the tape was found dead inside a litter basket outside the same house and was reported covered in his own blood.
The other three men who were asked about the tape, two of them had refused to answer and would block all communication, they seemed to be fidgety and paranoid, another year later, John Franklin who was one of the men had sent in the tape to investigators for analyzation of the tape. It was deemed an obvious bootleg tape and not anything Disney would have been responsible for.
This still image was taken from a frame of the video.
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Category:Lost Episodes
Category:Blatant Ripoffs
Category:Crappy ms paint drawings
Furniture Fetish

I used to have a furniture fetish. I knew I'd be disowned from my family if anyone found out, but I just couldn't say no to my desires. Little by little, so I wouldn't get caught, I gradually removed the stuffing from our monolithic leather recliner. It took several months, grabbing one cotton ball tuft at a time through the zipper with tweezers, or occasionally slipping downstairs at night to grab a handful or two of the stuffing, but little by little I emptied it at a rate too slow for anyone to notice.
Finally one night it was time. I was 21 years old. I had completely emptied it, and I snuck downstairs to claim my prize. I had to be extra quiet because it was Christmas Eve and some of my relatives had stayed over for the night, but I made it to the living room undetected. It was there that I removed all my clothes and covered my body in Vaseline. It was just then that I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. I had no time to think, I just had to go in raw. I unzipped the zipper and slid my whole body into the chair, zipping it back up over me.
I watched through the zipper as my cousin walked past and I to the kitchen to get a midnight snack. I prayed that she would make it quick and get back to bed, but no. She dug through the refrigerator for nearly 20 minutes, and spent another half hour in preparation of some crepuscular abomination while I waited in painful silence. She lingered for a moment, then made her way towards my chair with frightening stillness and propinquity. She lingered for a moment to take a bite of her pfefferpotthast and turn on the TV, and then she sat down. I came so hard I shat my pants.
I was grounded for a week.
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Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta
FurryCon Security

One time doing security at a Furry thing at a convention center there was this purple fox and a rainbow dog blowing each other in a closet so we had to escort them out.
We started getting booed and this big group of furries started to form. When one of the other security guards yelled "You can't be fuckin each other in the lobby closets!"
Literally probably hundreds all descended on us and a bunch had these fucking like wooden katanas and were like poking and prodding us and trying to get us to let them go.
There were only 3 of us and we're just trying to get to the security door. It was like some fucking zombie movie as they were closing in.
Suddenly the security door flings open and its the other security staff using folding chairs like shields and push them back as we drag the offending furries away.
Was in Pittsburgh PA and one of the craziest moment's of my life.
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Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta
G4M3 OV3R

So, i was browsing the internet for a game (becuase i was bored) and i came across an interesting game, it was called: ".........exe." it had an interresting title, and i downloaded it.
So after i download it, and started playing the menu came up, but there was no title, and there was only one option, and it was "ST4RT........" I clicked it and it started loading it. The loading was kinda like minecraft's, with the "Building textures...." messeges. But at one instance i saw something, and i swear it said this: "loading your D34TH..." This shocked me, but i thought it was a joke put in by the maker of the game and i ignored it. It finally loaded, and it was a FPS, and i was out in a city, but it looked like it suffered an attack.
The city's cars were blown up, and there was no one there. It was a cloudy day, and it felt weird being there. Finally, i saw a figure in the distance, it was tall, and it was in all black. I felt uncomfertable, becuase it looked like it was staring at me. Then i looked in the opposite direction, and it looked the same, then i turned back, and i shit my pants. The figure was right up at me, staring at me. That was the thing, it was all black, and then it picked me up and looked at me, i was scared at this point, and then it lifted its arm and threw a fist at me. Right when it was gonna hit me, the screen went black.
Then a messege came up, and it said: "Nice!, you beat the game!" I was having a WTF moment for a minute, because i died, DIED, or unless it wanted me to. Another messege came up, it said: "Now look at this!" What i saw, was disturbing. It was a person from WW2, probably American, and his head was decapitated, and across the room from his body, I almost felt sick. Right at that moment, the most disturbing scream was played, and it sounded like he was in pain, the sound was so loud that it almost destroyed my speakers. Finally the window closed and a windows messaged came up, and it said one thing, one thing that was simple: "G4M3 OV3R."
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:Vidya games
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Category:Im died
Category:Old Shit
GAMN HAUNTED 2

I HAVE COME TO WARN YOU GAMN YOU CAN STOP GAMN YOU JUST RESEND RETWEET REBLOG RESHARE THUMBS UP AND COPY PASTE AND GAMN WILL NOT GET U. P.S. LEGIT
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Category:ALL CAPS
Category:Unnecessary Sequels
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