Hello. Let me hit you with some creepypasta.

You're an idiot.

EDIT: >You
>Sophisticate

Well, atleast we know you're a lunatic.

[size=14]I'm pretty sure no one here feels trolled. I think we all think you just embarrassed yourself and/or you are a faggot but then again that's the same with very thread.[/h]

I think you need to google the meaning of creepypasta because that isn't one. That was just more disappointing than bubble gum when it loses its taste.

You just made it worse.

Oh god I hate that. You're just left with a gross, chewy mass plaguing your mouth.

Oh look, op is a fag.

There it is. That took longer than expected.

OT: Wait, is the story real or not?

That wasn't even a creepypasta- that wasn't even unsettling.

It has been burned out, it's old and annoying now.

^Looks at those two laughing avi's above me. One's the older version of the other.

-.- ... o.o ... -.- ... O.O
me like the gif, it made the thread better

Goodness me! I wrote something unsoundly whilst I enjoyed the wine a bit too much. Yeah, I apologize to you all.

By the way, I'm astonished how horrible the feedback on this story was either way. Highly negatory words slung about. I don't mind whether or not there are words of hate, but I ask you still try and be considerate.

And as I said, this is only a work of fiction, with the intent to be unnerving or shocking.

Kagome kagome....

Well, how were we supposed to know you were drunk.

I'd try to translate that, but I have no idea if you were using a kanji character in that word.

Medzy, when you're on the internet, no one know if you are wearing a speedo or not, among other things.

There is no way to verify the existence of the cherry wine I consumed with my lambchops.

But it's so stupid. How could they not know their dick was hanging out? I'm typically aware of the location and status of my dick, especially if I'm walking.

I'll translate it for you: Circle you, Circle you.