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Excerpt from a local toaster:▼
▲Excerpt from a local toaster:
OMINOUS UNKNOWN
KILLER IS STILL
LARGE
A picture of smiling Jeff the Potato was at the top of the page. I recoiled in horror, throwing the burnt, moldy page away into a fire. ▼
▲A picture of smiling Jeff the Potato was at the top of the page. I recoiled in horror, throwing the burnt, moldy page away into a fire.
The page said, which I would have read if I hadn’t thrown the paper into a fire, “I had a bad dream where I was dreaming but woke up and my door was open even though I closed it, or at least I did in my dream. So I dragged myself under the blankets to shake and cry in fear so I could fall asleep instead of closing the door. I was worried that there was an 8-foot tall monster with purple eyes and brown shoes staring at me outside my door. I peeked out from my armor of thin sheet and didn’t see a monster.”▼
▲The page said, which I would have read if I
Oh wait, that was my story. I’ll continue.▼
"PHEWWWWW!"
I wiped the sweat off my brow, eyelids, and eyeballs, and jumped back into my bed totally excited for sleep and snoring like I’ve never been excited before.▼
▲I wiped the sweat off my brow, eyelids, and eyeballs, and jumped back into my bed totally excited for sleep and snoring like
An 8-foot monster with purple eyes and brown shoes jumped out from behind my pillow.
I jumped out of bed and we ran circles around it for a few minutes until I said,
It let out a solitary, salty tear of shame.
"Yeah!"
He
The simplest and quickest ritual was an obscure one, but proved effective. I only had to knock 6 times on a mirror, do the chicken dance while twirling in a clockwise motion while my eyes remained closed (if I opened them I WOULD DIE) while gently humming like a bee, and repeating this three times. Oh, it had to be done before midnight, but anytime before. Also, all your toilet covers had to be closed and you must be wearing fake antlers. After a while, I realized that the only common theme of these rituals is how hilarious you act. The more hilarious, the higher the success rate. I once saw a spirit of some sort in the corner of my room videotaping me with a translucent
So the monster and I were friends for a while. I made it wear one of my
So on a moonlit night, the monster told me his name was Zapydo since I had been calling him monster all this time. Now that I think about it, it was kind suspicious.
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We were sitting all quiet and flat lined until a song played in the distance.
It was a song that rustled up my indignation and perpetual inner conflicts. I looked out, and in the distance were a man and woman bizarrely dancing in front of a white brick
Me and the monster Zapydo were silent, intrigued.
Me and Zapydo leaned in closer.
I heard and pondered deeply over his words.
I thought,
The song continued with more strange lyrics like,
The monster looked at me suspiciously.
He got up and ran with a girly scream, his arms flailing wildly in a counter-clockwise motion.
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So... If anyone sees an eight-foot tall monster with purple eyes, brown shoes, and a bright green/orange/brown dress with flowers that's 9 sizes too small for it, you know where it came from. To send it back, you have to put a bucket that's been used as a toilet at some point over your head and sing a campfire song, preferably a Spongebox Squaretanx one, and do back flips for 4 meters, and at some point must do a flip over a trash can. Also, wear heels. It helps to return them to their realm faster, for some reason.
"Ha ha ha ha..." Pudgy the mirror demon slurred, completely hammered as he twirled a bottle in his hand in haphazard circles. On his spirit laptop, he wrote instructions to wait until the 666th minute after jumping in a toilet to slice a piece of cheese paper thin and glue it to your forehead with mayonnaise.
"I don't know. I don't think anyone would do it, though. You might want to remove the toilet jumping part and make them wait only 333 minutes," Said less-smashed Sallyxxx the death squirrel.
Behind them, BEN was drunkenly shouting to a crowd about how no one paid attention to him anymore since everyone stole his username.
Pudgy went back and deleted some of the instructions, leaving a few grammatical errors and a misplaced "th" in the area of the cut. All was left was to possess a human to upload it.
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Potato Jeff crashed through a nearby door, singing with the one who was phone. Then a truckload of potatoes rolled through the door and swamped everyone. I grabbed some to make stew with later.
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