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Barry the Bee's Worst Nightmare

It was Friday Night. Date night. Barry the Bee was in the shitter. He slicked back his hair with gel, and applied a fragrant colon. He was going to surprise his BEEautiful new girlfriend, Stacy, with two premium tickets to the jazz concert that would be concerting away tonight.
They had both found each other after a messy break-up. His ex, Veronica, left Barry for that loud angry man she divorced before who kinda sounds like that wheelchair guy from Family Guy which is really weird when you think about it, but Barry never pointed it out. Her last words to Barry were, and I quote, "you're always STINGING MY VAGINA." It was a devastating loss. Stacy didn't fare any better. Her ex, Chad Thundercock, thundercock'ed away when he Chadded her too much one day.
They didn't think it would work, at first. They were too broken for it to be serious. That's what they told themselves, but after their magical first date, things changed for the BEEtter.
Chad could give her the D, but Barry could give her the B.
Stacy knocked on the front door. Barry flew out of the bathroom and toward the doorknob. According to all known laws of physics, there is no way a bee should be able to open a door. It's wings are too small, which has fuck-all to do with this, and it's fat little body speaks for itself. Barry, of course, opens the door anyway, because fuck you he's Barry the Bee.
Barry invited Stacy in for a cup of coffbee. If you're ready for the godawful bee puns to BEE done with, then I have beead news for you. Barry stood on the rim of his coffee cup and threw off his sweater. "Look at me, I'm skinny-dipping!" He dove into the deep brown, then came back up for air. "Oh, Barry!" Stacy chortled.
"Didn't you have a surprise for me?" Stacy rested her chin in her hands. Her eyes glistened with curiosity, delight, and probably some tears because she had a mascara laden eyelash stuck in her eye. Barry nodded, and pulled out the two tickets he had saved for this special occasion. Where he pulled them out of was a mystery because he was buck-naked. He handed a moist ticket over to her. "You're welcome."
Stacy fell silent. Her smile had vanished. Barry's heart began beating hard against his chest. Something wasn't right.
"Oh no... No..." Stacy stood up, and pushed her chair back under the table. She gripped the ticket so tightly, her hands were shaking. Her breathing was erratic. She looked up at Barry, with tears in her eyes.
"Sweet'ums? What's wrong?" Barry asked her, trying to suppress his concern.
Barry was growing faint. He needed to sit down. He suspected, no, he knew something was terribly, terribly wrong. He needed another drink. His throat was dry, like the vast Sahara, clawing its way up from the pit of his knotted-up stomach to his mouth.
"I... I can't..." Stacy dropped the ticket and began sobbing.
Barry flew up into her face, grabbed her by the collar of her shirt, and screamed:
"DO YA LIKE JAZZ?!"
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Category:Memes
Category:Overused Running Gag
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Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Barry the Slave

As Barry stepped outside, he could feel the wind blowing in his red hair. It was getting cold outside. He heard the birds chirp and fly away as he stepped towards his car. Barry got in the car, looking at his dog, Troy, as he pulled the keys. The black car drove backwards, making the leaves crunch with each spin of the wheel.
After what seemed like forever, he finally reached his daughter Rose's house. To his horror, he saw an ambulance and police car where he normally parked. He jumped out of his car, ran to the front door, and saw 4 doctors carrying a woman with blood all over her neck. She was trying to cry, but couldn't. The woman looked at Barry, closing her eyes very tight.
"Papa," she said, "Help m-."
She started coughing blood, closing her eyes and being delivered to the ambulance. He then saw his son-in-law, Markuse, in handcuffs. It was perhaps this that caused him to commit suicide on the same night.
All he could hear was laughing, he begged to be brought out of here, then he saw an evil figure. He spoke to him, through nothing but comprehension. He had been brought to hell, to serve the devil eternally. He begged for this to stop, but it can't, ever. He can only go back to earth now. Yes, yes! Back to earth, please back to earth, but why is everything hurting? Help!
Barry opened his eyes, panicking at the fact that he was now suddenly colorblind. He then noticed excruciating pain all over his body. He looked down and saw that a chain went from his nipple to his knee. He was then surprised he didn't notice his body, first. It was burnt and cut.
He then only felt an urge to simply kill. He got up, and looked at his surroundings. He was in his bedroom, which was now empty. He went downstairs to see the living room, empty as well, except for his dog, Troy. Troy immediately started barking, loudly and almost non-stop.
"Shut up!" said Barry.
Troy just kept on barking. "I said shut up!" but Troy wouldn't listen. Barry picked Troy up, threw him on the wall, and heard his neck snap.
He then watched happily as his dog burst into flames, resurrecting, being tortured like Barry himself. Barry was feeling a new sensation, a sensation that he liked. It was time for him to enslave some more souls with Troy, to do his job.
Later that week, 78 people went missing, with their houses being cleared and burnt to ashes.
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Bart's Skateboard Crash

I was curious to see this new episode. It came on as soon as I grabbed my popcorn. The title music was strangely replaced with depressing piano music. The title card said "Bart's Skateboard Crash". I was kind of confused. But I shrugged it off thinking it was a joke for the episode. It starts off with the clip from that one episode (Bart the General) where Bart dreams about his death. That scene always made me cry. Then it cuts to a flashback of Bart riding his skateboard across the street. A car hits him out of nowhere and kills him. It fades to the most disturbing and saddest thing I have ever seen in my life! It shows a image of Bart with blood everywhere, brain matter all over his forehead, and 2 twisted ankles. I was crying so hard now. It cuts to a image of Marge and Homer hanging on nooses in the living room. Then a image of Lisa hanging on a noose in her room. And last an image of Maggie with a butcher knife in her stomach until it fades to black. The credits roll with the same piano music from the intro.
AVOID that episode!
Don't end up like me!
Don't make the same mistake as I did!
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Category:Lost Episodes
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Suicide
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Category:Read by HoodoHoodlum
Category:Shortpasta
Bart And The Murder Mutants

Hello. I'm Timmy Easterbound. Let's just call me that for security reasons. I have always been a big fan of Bart and the Space Mutants for the NES. I always played that game as a child; it was awesome, and in my expert opinion it still holds up; do not @ me haters.
Anyways, one afternoon I was home alone as my parents were out on a meeting for their job. They work in a funeral home and they were deciding stuff and things over there, I don't know. My parents are really nice and they fully support my Simpsons craze and that is so much fun and feels nice. I decided to go into our attic and look for our old NES that we packed in years ago. I found it alongside some games like the original Mario Bros, Top Gun and Duck Tales. Alongside these inferior games I found my love; Bart and the Space Mutants. Instantly, memories flooded back to me about the game and all the countless hours of fun and joy I had with it as a child. I knew I needed to play it again, and so I set up the NES and began. What caught me off guard was that Bart in the game did not act like Bart usually does, with his carefree attitude and mischievous nature; instead Bart looked sad and confused as to why the Space Mutants were attacking. The music of the game was also somber and lower in pitch which contributed to the dismal atmosphere. There were no enemies and I soon found myself in a street of Springfield I had never seen in the game before. I was very confused. This was not the game I remembered from childhood. I walked down the street and walked and walked for what seemed like an eternity. Using my useful stopwatch I concluded that I walked for approximately 3 minutes and 43 seconds. Bart then finally came upon a store that simply said Death Inc. as he said "This is my stop!" which I guess was Bart's new catchphrase. I made the sad Bart walk inside the store and inside is where I found Hans Moleman standing and looking sad and confused and bewildered; much unlike how he's usually portrayed in his loveable self. Weird. Hans told Bart "This town... it's changed. The mutants have changed us forever; now we live with the knowledge of extra-terrestrial life and our world is forever changed. After Hans said this to Bart, Bart shed a tear as the scene faded to white. Once the scene came back Bart was again in Springfield but the entire town looked deserted and abandoned; Bart was the only resident still living there; it seemed as though he was stuck in his own personal purgatory, going through the motions and refusing to move on; was he dead all along? I was terrified and close to the verge of tears. Bart was so sad and so was I. Anyways, I shook this off as just a glitch and went to have a nap. Bart then appeared in my dream and said to me; "Do not worry; this is only the beginning." I woke up, drenched in sweat and extremely terrified. I don't know what Bart meant by saying that this was only the beginning, and I don't know if I'll ever find out.
THE END
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Bart Sells His Soul (Original Version)

Back in 1995 an episode of The Simpsons called Bart Sells His Soul aired on the FOX network on October 8th. However, four years later a strange version which I can only discribe as a prototype aired on a Saturday around 6 AM. I was up early that morning because I was going on a vacation and was channel surfing when I came across the episode. I was shocked to see an episode of The Simpsons starting rather then Saturday morning cartoons as The Simpsons isn't exactly a kids show. My first thought was that is was some sort of comercial but surely enough it started playing like a regular episode. Based on what was happening, it became evident it was Bart Sells His Soul, but it quickly takes a different turn. Rather then the scene playing where Bart sells his soul to Milhouse it cuts to a scene with a very different bart who's suddenly become very very religious and starts arguing with Milhouse. It starts with them talking about getting a squishy from the Quicky Mart, but neither of them have any money on them which is why Milhouse suggests Bart just steals two squishies from the store. Bart very out of character immediatly says "NO" saying it would be wrong. But Milhouse pops in how who cares it doesnt matter and it eventually comes out how Milhouse thinks there is no God and that Jesus sucks. This imediatly starts getting violent between the two friends. They start arguing and its more then just a petty argument between friends. From the tone of their voices its obvious they sound like they hate one another. It was very dishartening to see them fighting like this they both start yelling "Is not! Is too!" back at each other in an imature yet psychotic manner until, Milhouses head explodes. Brains, skull fragments, and blood splatter everywhere. Bart imediatly starts crying in an extremly loud and hystarical manner he turns over his lifeless headless friend. Suddenly a ghostly apperation of Milhouse's smiling grinning head appeares and knocks Bart over laughing like a demon possessed Krusty the Clown. As far as I know, the airing of the episode was an accidental fluke since I've never seen it played again. It must have been a prototype or early version of Bart Sells His Soul, but obviously it was too morbid and rejected and not considered cannon.
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Category:Lost Episodes
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Based

"Based"? Are you fucking kidding me? I spent a decent portion of my life writing all of that and your response to me is "Based"? Are you so mentally handicapped that the only word you can comprehend is "Based" - or are you just some fucking asshole who thinks that with such a short response, he can make a statement about how meaningless what was written was? Well, I'll have you know that what I wrote was NOT meaningless, in fact, I even had my written work proof-read by several professors of literature. Don't believe me? I doubt you would, and your response to this will probably be "Based" once again. Do I give a fuck? No, does it look like I give even the slightest fuck about five fucking letters? I bet you took the time to type those five letters too, I bet you sat there and chuckled to yourself for 20 hearty seconds before pressing "send". You're so fucking pathetic. I'm honestly considering directing you to a psychiatrist, but I'm simply far too nice to do something like that. You, however, will go out of your way to make a fool out of someone by responding to a well-thought-out, intelligent, or humorous statement that probably took longer to write than you can last in bed with a chimpanzee. What do I have to say to you? Absolutely nothing. I couldn't be bothered to respond to such a worthless attempt at a response. Do you want "Based" on your gravestone?
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Basement.txt

Cindy needed a new computer, so she was looking around at a yard sale. She saw a seemingly bloodstained and wrinkled box with the label "Free". She was curious, so she hesitantly opened the lid, and peeked in. To her surprise, there was a brand new Windows 8 laptop in the box! What was strange was the label on the monitor said, "No" instead of the usual Windows logo.
She asked the seller the usual, if the price was negotiable, and she said "Free, if you take that thing and never come back. Beware of the basement..." Cindy drove away, thinking she had a mental problem.
Cindy cleared space out on her oak work desk, and plugged in the computer. It installed like normal, but the desktop background was a picture of a decaying, moldy, carcass of a kitten with bleached dead eyes! She quickly changed the background to a cute baby kitten and calmed herself down with an internet search of "cute things".
Then she searched through the computer to see if there was anything else strange, and saw there was a single file on it! It was called Basement.txt. Cindy hesitantly opened the file, the computer crashed. Cindy restarted it, very scared now, but yet determined to find out what was wrong with the computer. Out of nowhere a WordPad document opened up. It said:
"Stay away from the basement."
She shrugged it off, saying to herself, "Cindy, you read too many creepypastas."
She went in the basement, despite the computer's warnings, and the door locked behind her! Cindy turned on the light, and she saw the key hook, opened the door and suddenly she was inside the computer monitor.
While she was admiring with awe the rolling hills of the vista screensaver, a browser window opened up to a blank page. The window automatically went to a Google page, it searched basement.txt and it quoted "about 0.01 results" came up. She was startled by his sudden appearance of Google Chrome on a clear serene background.
Meanwhile, Cindy's boyfriend, Peter, came home and saw the new computer.
"Sweet!" he cried. "I have always wanted a Windows 8!" he added.
"Whoa, the computer has been on for 2 hours. I better close it."
Cindy was crying out for help, but it was too late. She started growing weaker as the computer shut down. Peter saw the rainbow swirl circle that usually comes up on Macs, and he thought it was strange that it was on a PC. Inside the computer, Cindy saw the circle too, but it was a spinning saw blade heading for her heart! She started to run, but the saw blade also picked up speed. The saw blade hit her, and parts of Cindy flew all over. An arm near the taskbar, a leg in the recycle bin, and Peter screamed as a bloody image of Cindy's head popped up with the message "Game Over".
The End?
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Bash

I came here to share my story and hopefully find out more about the person known as "Bash", now let me explain.
It all started when I got a copy of Killing Floor off Steam. I would go around killing clots and constantly losing against the "Patriarch." While playing I kept noticing something weird happening in my game, the specimens counter would occasionally drop every once in a while. Even though I thought it nothing more than a simple error or glitch it always bugged me, until one day I got a message "Come to sector A."
While I was playing the Biotics Lab map when I went I found another character just standing there, his Player Character was like Agent Wilkes but his uniform was torn in places all over and it looks like he had dried blood on it. I asked, "Who are you?"
He replied, "I'm Bash I was hoping you could help me out."
I paused for a moment before agreeing and we went on to kill the specimens together and Bash even helped me kill the Patriarch (Finally). I always found it strange though that no matter what time I was on Bash was on too, and no matter what he always used the same weapon... A machete  he wouldn't weld he wouldn't shoot he would just cut specimens up with a machete. I didn't think much of it until one day I saw his character kill a clot and the way he did it was just shocking. It wasn't just a simple swipe or chop but seemed darker like pure hatred.
One day we were going through the Hospital horrors map when Bash just stopped and said, "I've been having fun with this but I can't keep it up for long."
I asked, "what do you mean?" he didn't say nothing his character just dropped his machete but rather than an automatic switch to his knife or 9mm his hands just fell to his side.
He turned around and said, "I have to go now, if I don't than they will find me and it won't be pretty. I thought you could help me but I see now it was wrong to try to drag you into it."
I asked, "What are you talking about?" but he didn't respond he just started walking and than just vanished. I was just about to quit when I got a message:
"Don't... just please don't leave yet."
I paused for a moment before finishing the map and when I did I got a "Thank you." I don't know who Bash was or even if he was a real person or not, but still I can't help but wonder what had happened to him and what he really meant when he asked me to help him. It's been three days and I haven't seen him since so if you ever see Bash I really hope YOU can be the one who helps him.
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Category:Vidya games
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Bathroom of Doom

You sit in a dark, shady bathroom. You don't think the door will hold much longer. You hear the footsteps, they come closer. You want to scream and run away, but you can't.
You're trapped in a corner of the room, hoping that they'll turn back, but they are not. It edges closer, step by step, and you know a possible demise awaits you.
It's coming, the monster, you hear the footsteps of what will end you. It slowly steps closer, about to open the door, and
You scream "OCCUPIED!". They turn back, and you turn around in relief, until you see that there is no more toilet paper.
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Category:Satire
Category:Potty Humor
Category:English Class Failure
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Batman's Suicide

I was digging in the dumbster (like I do every Thursday), seeing if any dumbass threw out anything worth keeping.
All I could find was a tape, with "Batman" written on it with black marker, I was hoping it would still work. When I got home I put it in my Tape Player, and as I hoped, it worked.
The Tape started with batman holding some asshole by the collar. He says "I'm Batman"....
then things got disturbing,
Batman pulled out a pistol, and shot himself in the head. Once he shot, it cut to black, and ended.
I pissed all over my leather couch, and ruined it.
THE FUCKING END ASSHOLE!
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Category:Cliche Madness
Category:Lost Episodes
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Category:Shortpasta
Batman and Superman - Overwatch

It was a quiet night in the Batcave, and Batman and Superman were looking for a way to blow off some steam after a long day of fighting crime. Deciding to team up and play a few rounds of Overwatch, they sat down at the computer and began selecting their characters.
Batman, always the strategist, chose his favorite hero, Tracer, while Superman opted for his trusty main, Winston. Together, they set off into the virtual world, ready to take on all comers.
At first, everything was going great. Batman and Superman worked together seamlessly, taking down enemy players left and right and having a blast in the process. But as the night wore on, they started to notice a strange player on the other team - a player who called himself "The Joker."
At first, they didn't think much of it, assuming it was just a player with a silly username. But as the game went on, Joker started acting strange, making bizarre comments and calling Batman and Superman racial slurs over the mic.
As their anger and frustration grew, Batman and Superman tried to ignore Joker and focus on the game, but it was no use. The insults just kept coming, and before long, both heroes were consumed by gamer rage.
Despite their best efforts, they couldn't seem to shake off the toxic player, and the game ended in defeat. Disgusted by Joker's behavior, Batman and Superman vowed to report him and do everything in their power to keep the virtual world of Overwatch a safe and respectful place for all players.
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Category:Bad Fanfiction
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Batman v Jeff: Dawn of Creepypasta

I'm your average DC Comics fanboy, so I was freaking stoked when the Batman v Superman trailer hit. When I went to the Warner Brothers YouTube channel though, the avatar was Jeff the Killer. As a reader of only the finest creepypasta like Sonic.exe and Laughing Jack, this scared me shitless.
There was also only one video, titled, "Batman v Jeff: Dawn of Creepypasta". I was curious, so I clicked it. Boy do I regret it. The trailer opens with a crudely drawn version of the DC Comics logo, the paper clearly blood stained. It then cut to Batman tied to a chair, clearly putting up a struggle.
Jeff the Killer then came screen holding a knife. I let out a small scream. He said "all you disgusting people look up to your idols... I say... NO MORE!". Jeff plunged the knife into Batman's eye. The fallen hero screamed for mercy. Jeff removed the knife and cut Batman's mouth. And finally, he plunged it into his heart 13 times.
The video ended, I was crying at this point. I decided to shut down my computer and go watch the news. As I turned the TV on, my fears became even worse. On the TV, I saw, "Batman Impersonator found dead with 13 stab wounds in chest".
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