The Haunted Big Mouth Season 1 DVD Chronicles (Part 2)

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I don't have much time to write this. The events of this story are COMPLETELY TRUE. Nothing in here whatsoever was fabricated. You may not believe this story, but don't worry. You will. This ACTUALLY HAPPENED. It happened 27 years ago. I was at a yard sale. The yard was owned by a guy named "Truman". Like "Truman" from the movie "The Truman Show", released in 1998. The Truman Show was a movie about a man trapped in a dome, with no knowledge that his existence was being monitored for people's entertainment on the outside. This is much like my experience watching Big Mouth for the first time during the experience I'm currently writing in this story that is 100% TRUE AND NOT FABRICATED.

Now, I hate Big Mouth. I've hated Big Mouth for a while. Big Mouth is the worst Netflix show I've ever seen. I do not understand why Netflix is canceling all these good shows but Big Mouth still stands. Anyways, I was eating a hot dog covered in chili sauce and yellow mustard. Also, red ketchup, much like the hyperrealistic red blood I saw coming from Sonic's eyes when playing that haunted disc of the game Sonic The Hedgehog. Shit, wrong creepypasta. Anyways, I walked slowly to the yard sale. As I walked my right foot past my left foot for 5 minutes, I felt a shift in the atmosphere. Something didn't sit right with me about this place. I saw a big tall man who was white, extremely white, wearing a suit and no face, with tentacles the size of trees, in the corner of my eye. But once I looked again, he was gone. I looked at the selection of items at the yard sale. Spread out on the table, there was a cartridge for the Nintendo 64. The gray plastic of it shone in the sun. The label read "The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask". Next to it, there was a blank disc which read "The Grieving" in black marker, and two VHS tapes marked "Squidward's Suicide" and "Dead Bart" in black marker respectively. But next to those, was a DVD case marked with black marker, which read "The Haunted Big Mouth Season 1 DVD." My mind skipped over the word "Haunted". For some odd reason, I was drawn to this tape, even though I hated Big Mouth. I don't understand why Netflix hasn't canceled it. "How much for this Big Mouth Season 1 DVD?" I asked. "It's free!" Truman said. "It's the only thing I have left of my great great great great nephew quadruple times removed, Rick Kroll. He died of cardiac arrest, approximately 7 days after watching this Big Mouth DVD. Now, I pass it on to you."

I stood puzzling and puzzling, and I puzzled and puzzled until my puzzler was sore. "I'll take it." I said. Little did I know, I had made the biggest mistake of my life. Don't look behind you. Then, I went home. I opened the case and the DVD was fucking broken. Truman ripped me off, jesus fucking christ. "That's fine, a little tape will fix it." I said. So I went down several flights of stairs to my basement, and grabbed tape from the shelf. But behind the tape was a person, who said "Don't watch the DVD, Big Mouth fucking sucks!" and then disappeared. "That was weird", I thought, and then left the basement without thinking about it or calling the police to report an intruder. I taped the DVD back together and put it in my TV. The TV then turned on and Big Mouth started playing. But instead of a Big Mouth episode, a bunch of missing posters appeared of a bunch of random teens. Then, the screen cut to black. Then the screen started playing a bunch of gore and bloody hyper realistic faces. Then I remembered that Big Mouth doesn't have an official DVD, and I thought, "Man, bootleg DVDs are kind of weird." The DVD then cut to black. Then I got a phone call and he said, "You will die in seven days". I told him, "You have the wrong number" and he replied "oh my bad g" and hung up. Then I got another call from the same number. "You will die in seven days. Don't pull that 'wrong number' bullshit again" I shrugged off the call and thought, "Man, prank callers are kind of weird."

Day 1

Wake up

Shit my pants

Get out of bed

Play Genshin Impact Day 2

Wake up

Shit my pants

Get out of bed

Play Genshin Impact

Day 3

Wake up

Shit my pants

Get out of bed

Play Genshin Impact

Day 4

Wake up

Shit my pants

Get out of bed

Play Genshin Impact

Day 5

Wake up

Shit my pants

Get out of bed

Play Genshin Impact

Day 6

Wake up

Shit my pants

Get out of bed

Play Genshin Impact

Day 7

I woke up, and then Rick Kroll induced a hallucination into my brain showing him getting punched in the face by a bunch of other kids. It was 67 years ago. I felt every punch and it bruised my face. Not a good thing to feel when you wake up, not gonna lie. Then Rick Kroll snapped my neck and I died. And he's coming for you next because you read this.

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