* funnymouth has joined #ReferSales.
funnymouth: hello everyone tonight
funnymouth: i like to lik the bluud
funnymouth: out of in the person
funnymouth: i see ur handsome face dont b so sad about it
funnymouth: come on
funnymouth: πŸ™‚
* funnymouth has left #ReferSales.
GhostJeorge: … Holy fuck, what the fuck
lemonlimeskull: Did that just happen?
GhostJeorge: Yes, Skull. Yes it did.

The first thing I should probably note is that I’m “lemonlimeskull”. In other words, that’s my screen name up there.

That was the first time I saw or heard from “funnymouth”, and for all intents and purposes, it should’ve been the last. Anyone who’s spent enough time chatting away knows that weirdos come and go. Folks pop in to ask insane questions or just to troll a populated channel.

What first struck me as odd about the funnymouth guy, however, was the fact that he came and went with no particular GOAL. He didn’t try to piss anyone off, and he didn’t ask if anyone on the channel knew how to fix his computer or remove a virus.

He just stuck his head in, rattled off some random text, and happily fucked off.

lemonlimeskull: So really though, what the Hell?
GhostJorge: Not c clue.
GhostJorge: *Not a clue.
lemonlimeskull: He’s in another channel if you want to find out.
lemonlimeskull: #bluud
GhostJorge: I do not, sir.
lemonlimeskull: XD
lemonlimeskull: Bitch.

I don’t know what results I expected from following this guy to another channel. I’m not the type that goes out of his way to annoy or argue with people. I’ll usually avoid it at all costs, though, once someone starts with me I don’t mind getting into it at THAT point.

I guess what I’m saying is I have no idea why I pursued this.

* lemonlimeskull has entered #BLUUD
lemonlimeskull: Hey.

He was sitting there in the channel by himself.

funnymouth: O)_(O
lemonlimeskull: πŸ™‚
lemonlimeskull: So…
funnymouth: O)_(O
lemonlimeskull: So… you’re staring at me.
lemonlimeskull: That’s rude.
funnymouth: sorrey
funnymouth: i just do it
funnymouth: its okay
lemonlimeskull: I see.
funnymouth: O)_(O

I actually chuckled out loud at this point. He was weird and inoffensive.

lemonlimeskull: You can come back to #ReferSales if you want.
lemonlimeskull: We’re not going to boot you if that’s what you’re worried about.
funnymouth: O)_(O
lemonlimeskull: Or not.
lemonlimeskull: Whatever, man, you just seemed interesting and I’m bored tonight.
funnymouth: i am broad tonight 2
funnymouth: i always dont
lemonlimeskull: … You always don’t what?
funnymouth: i always dont thats it
funnymouth: i always dont because they dont and theeennnn
funnymouth: i get silly
lemonlimeskull: O-kay. Well, seeya around.
funnymouth: O)_(O

And with that, I left. The act got old fast, and I felt either this was someone TRYING too hard, or a legitimate moron who was unaware of how to properly use a chat program. Sitting idly by yourself and popping into other channels for a split second seemed like a desperate bid for attention. I might’ve done that and laughed my ass off in or around the 90s, but yeah… Stupid.

GhostJorge: Hmm?
lemonlimeskull: Nothing. I seriously don’t know what he was saying.
GhostJorge: Ha. Welcome to the internet.
lemonlimeskull: What’s sad is that, besides you and me, that guy’s the only active user here all night.
* lemonlimeskull kicks Killjay and shouts “WAKE UP!!!”
lemonlimeskull: Blah.

Silence dominated the channel for about a half hour as I minimized the window and went about my business.

lemonlimeskull: Anyone on?

Nothing. Eight users in the channel, not a single one active.

lemonlimeskull: BORING.
lemonlimeskull: Why are you people so BORING?
funnymouth: O)_(O
lemonlimeskull: WAKE UP.
* lemonlimeskull puts everyone’s hand in a bowl of warm water.

It took me a few seconds to see it. Funnymouth again, staring again. I physically slumped my shoulders with a “not this shit again” sigh.

Then I noticed he wasn’t in the channel.

lemonlimeskull: ?
lemonlimeskull: …
lemonlimeskull: Anyone else see him?
lemonlimeskull: Of course not, because you’re idle.

Obviously, it was a glitch with either my client or the server. The message was kicked up from earlier in the night, at random. These things happen.

Still, it creeped the hell out of me.

After a few minutes of sitting there with a really cold, creepy feeling in my stomach… that “I shouldn’t have done something” feeling… I decided to stop trying to brave it out and just closed out the entire chat program.

Sure, I COULD have just hung out like everything was fine, but why bother try to prove I wasn’t spooked? Hell, nobody was even around to see me slink away.

After a few more hours screwing around on the web, I went to bed around 2:40 AM.

One thing I’ve always prided myself on is that I do NOT have nightmares. At least not regularly. Usually, if there are monsters or ghosts or nuclear wars in my dream, I get to control it and I have a great time. I’m shooting zombies in the face, outright telling ghosts they’re not real while I laugh at them, and if there’s some disaster, I always know how to get to the safe spot while every other MF’er fries.

I’ve had maybe four ACTUAL nightmares in the past ten years, and yes I’m completely serious.

The first nightmare of my adult life was in 2005. I’d just broken off a relationship with someone who had been with someone else for over a year behind my back. That night, when I finally DID get to sleep, I dreamt she was strapped down to a medical table while some sort of unseen, inexplicable creature sucked her brain out through an organic machine.

The brain screamed. Ceaselessly.

The second nightmare had me visiting a medical facility where they were experimenting with new methods of saving lives. There was a fantastic tour of this high-tech facility, lots of wonders of modern science, people in lab coats, etc. then, I was lead to a room where three car crash victims had been “saved” by their techniques. This included a slowly rocking young girl whose face had been completely distended and hung around her chest, and a woman who was nothing but a cluster of twitching severed limbs, all held together by a drawn-out, kite-like span of flesh.

The third came soon after the second. I was being accosted by two people – one who wanted to insult me to no end, and the other who kept trying to pinch and tweak me in absurdly ineffective ways. Thinking I could control this dream like others, I set the two men against each other, thinking it would be a sort of poetic justice.

Instead, the pincher became increasingly violent until he was pulling at the other’s cheeks, grabbing his tongue with a fist and furiously pulling at it until it came out… Then he pulled the fellow’s eyelids until they distended in some sort of grotesque prolapse.

I suppose what I’m getting at is that even when I DID have nightmares, I was never the actual target of any sort of horror. It’s always been a kind of empathetic horror related to someone else getting brutalized.

This night, however, was different. As soon as I fell asleep, I started dreaming. Basically, it was a recurring dream I have where I’m in the woods, just checking out animals and birds and generally acting chill. I lie in the grass and look up at the sky. It’s always a dream I welcome, because even if I’ve had a shit day, I’ll wake up happy and ready to start over.

This time, the script changed. I laid in the grass… but while I was staring at the sky, I felt something odd.

It was a cold, squirming feeling on my neck.

In the dream, I reached to my neck and pulled away a long, writhing earth worm. Earth worms disgust me. If I see one in the yard, I’ll specifically get a shovel and heap dirt over it simply so I don’t accidentally SEE it again.

Disgusted, but more or less content, I flung the worm aside and continued my dream.

Then… that feeling again. Clammy, wet, wiggling against the side of my neck.

I pulled another worm away.

Again, it happened.

The third time, the feeling of confusion and dread became so overwhelming that I immediately snapped myself out the dream. That’s what usually happens when shit gets real in my dreams. Game over.

I figured it out, though. At least, I thought I had. In the waking world, I felt my neck and discovered a slick, slimy film on my skin. Logic dictated that I must’ve been drooling in my sleep. Nothing to be proud of, but not exactly terrifying, either. My dreaming mind must’ve translated the icky feeling into an appropriate creature in the forest dream.

Perhaps more unsettling, though, was the fact that the bed around me seemed to have indentations. Four, to be exact. It was almost as of someone on hands and knees had been hovering over me as I slept.

There was any number of reasons that could’ve happened… but from then on that night, I slept very lightly. Any little thing, like the sound of a ceiling fan, would wake me up straight away. I had no real interest in going back to the woods that night.

When morning came around, I got ready to take off. To get out of the house and shake the cobwebs out. I only planned to check my e-mail real quick to make sure I didn’t have any pending transactions or questions I had to answer.


From: Sat, Nov 17, 2012 at 2:42 AM
To: Charles Watts

i had a good time to talk to you it can b fun aagain youll see what

i dont like stop it

As you probably recall, I hadn’t given this asshat my e-mail address. However, logicial answer, someone else on the channel must have. He obviously came back to #ReferSales, asked someone who I was, and that douche bag completely betrayed me, knowing I don’t give out my personal contact info.


The e-mail was dated 2:40. That was pretty much the moment I went to bed… when everyone on the channel was still idle.

Even though I well and truly KNEW I was taking some sort of bait, I responded.

From: Charles Watts Sat, Nov 17, 2012 at 9:29 AM

Uhhhm, yeah bro. Not exactly sure I want you e-mailing me.

It was clear and to the point. There was no mistaking the message I was sending, and though it was snippy, I wasn’t goading him into replying by starting a flame war.

But, of course…

From: Sat, Nov 17, 2012 at 9:30 AM
To: Charles Watts

come on
dont be so sad about it

i know u can like it we will have fun a lot of the time

its okay even

And with that, I blocked his address. Really, I should’ve done that in the first place, but I still had some sick sort of interest in exactly where this was going. Maybe if I put my foot down, he would admit he was just screwing around and call me a humorless wet blanket. When I saw it was just the same old bullshit, that gave me the green light to go ahead and shut the guy out.

For what it’s worth, you can relax at this point. The blocking stuck. There was no follow-up message circumventing the ban.

After a few minutes, I assured myself that was all over and I went about my day. It wasn’t until I got home at dusk that the cold, squirming feeling in my stomach started all over again… and I had no idea WHY.

Well, that’s not entirly true. I had SOME idea.

I checked my e-mail.

Nothing from “funnymouth”, however there WAS an e-mail from Jorge.

From: Jorge G Sat, Nov 17, 2012 at 2:03 PM
To: Charles Watts

Hey, is fucked up. I can’t get shit to load. When you’re online please take a look ASAP.

Peace & Carrots,

I let out a string of curses. Down time meant lost sales, and I’d been out all day with no way for Jorge to contact me. If I’d been a little less strict with my personal info, he could’ve just called me.

I loaded the site and waited for some sort of error screen.

Instead, it began to reroute to another page.

From: Charles Watts Sat, Nov 17, 2012 at 6:15 PM
To: Jorge G

Yeah, I see it. It’s redirecting to a website with a giant pixellated face with a messed-up tongue.

I think this has to be that funnymouth PoS. Did you give him my e-mail? With the domain in it?


From: Jorge G Sat, Nov 17, 2012 at 6:23 PM
To: Charles Watts

It’s a 404 page, not a redirect. I want what you’re smoking. All I get on is a “coming soon” notice.

I didn’t give anyone shit.


From: Charles Watts Sat, Nov 17, 2012 at 6:25 PM
To: Jorge G

Har har har. Funny.

Then Jorge e-mailed me a screenshot of the site giving a 404 error… along with a “coming soon” notice for

He could’ve easily faked them… but why? I mean, if this was some sort of joke, it was pretty abstract and I didn’t get it.

When I looked at my website files, everything was normal. Nothing was out of place, and nobody had even logged in to change anything. I checked the domain name’s nameservers… the thing that routes a domain where it’s supposed to go… and nothing was out of sorts.

Still… there was this bloated, tongue-wagging face looking back at me with its empty eye sockets.

Then, I don’t know how I missed it in the first place…

Looking closely, the picture of that face wasn’t really pixelated. It was made of tiny letters, HTML code coloring each letter specific to the image.

Over and over again, the word that made up the image was right in front of me. “funnymouthfunnymouthfunnymouthfunnymouth” in a great cluster of nonsense.

I felt like spitting at the screen.

I unblocked his e-mail address and set about writing an incredibly profane and threatening letter. I didn’t really care if I got the site back at this point, I just wanted to get everything off my chest so I could feel like I was in control of the situation again.

Before I could finish the letter… I just got this weird, creepy feeling again. That “No, it couldn’t be…” feeling where you know you’re being absurd, but at the same time you know you’re right…

I stopped hacking out my death threats and checked the inbox.

From: Sat, Nov 17, 2012 at 7:00
To: Charles Watts

i see ur handsome face

From: Sat, Nov 17, 2012 at 7:00 PM
To: Charles Watts

helo buddie

From: Sat, Nov 17, 2012 at 7:01 PM
To: Charles Watts

come on

From: Sat, Nov 17, 2012 at 7:01 PM
To: Charles Watts


From: Sat, Nov 17, 2012 at 7:01 PM
To: Charles Watts

heleo helo ehelo

From: Sat, Nov 17, 2012 at 7:01 PM
To: Charles Watts

i dont want to not

From: Sat, Nov 17, 2012 at 7:01 PM
To: Charles Watts

i dont think about it please though

From: Sat, Nov 17, 2012 at 7:01 PM
To: Charles Watts

i see ur handsome face

Not only was that feeling correct, the feeling that he had already e-mailed me the minute I unblocked him, but it seemed he had steadily been e-mailing me nonstop SINCE I’d blocked him.

Ten more letters arrived just within the timespan it took me to reply…

From: Charles Watts Sat, Nov 17, 2012 at 7:00 PM


I was getting a stress headache. My heart was pounding, not from fear – but rage. This was probably the most absurdly infuriating person on the internet – and that’s saying a lot.

Thankfully, the string of letters did indeed stop.

I tried to calm myself down, breathing deeply, but it didn’t seem to take. I was still incredibly pissed. Slowly, methodically, I sent him another note.

From: Charles Watts Sat, Nov 17, 2012 at 7:21 PM


I don’t understand what you are saying and I do not understand what you want. I think there may be a language barrier. Is your first language English?

I think you have done something to my website, and I would like you to undo it.

If you are mad at me, I did not intend this to happen. You may have misunderstood what I said, or what I meant.

Please change my website back and let’s both go our seperate ways.

Thank you,

I waited.

I thought about how I’d conquered my anger, and that this measured response was really the best way to go about it. This fellow would understand what I meant. He’d realize the mistake he made.

I calmed down. Everything was going to be okay.


From: Sat, Nov 17, 2012 at 7:23 PM
To: Charles Watts


I hit the roof.

I hit the god damned roof and went clear through it.

I smacked the monitor with my palm, knocking it clear off the desk. That pissed me off even more, as I drove my fist into the keyboard repeatedly until the keys flew free. I screamed out in a mixture of frustration with myself and rage over the situation and stormed out of the room, knocking down anything and everything I could get my hands on.

For as long as I could manage the energy, I laid waste to my own shit. I would’ve started a fire and burned the fucking place down if I had a lighter on hand.

That night, I stared at the ceiling for what felt like an eternity before sleep came.

Waiting for sleep, I knew I was going to have a nightmare. I just KNEW it. That was how my luck was going. Imagine how surprised I was, even in sleep, when instead of some horrific setting, I was someplace safe…

The woods.

I laid in the grass again. I felt the relaxation. I knew, even my subconscious knew, that everything would be okay. No matter what setbacks life threw at me, the world would go on. Nothing was permanent. Everything was in transition. Nobody could REALLY get to me.

I felt the squirming against my neck.

Nope. No dice. Nothing could spoil this right now. I ignored the worm. It would go away.

I felt the squirming move to my mouth. Now, I couldn’t will myself awake. Every other time, I’d been able to decide to wake up… but it seemed like that opportunity had now passed.

Then, it wasn’t a worm. It was a finger. Then another. Then more until four slimy, squirming digits were locked around my teeth, clutching my lower jaw.

It didn’t hurt when it happened.

It was just… sort of like a “pop”. More pressure than pain.

It was quick and before I even knew what was going on, it was over.

I then managed to force myself awake. I sat up and got to my feet in complete darkness. Feeling my way around the walls, I made my way into the bathroom. There, I finally flicked a light switch.

I stood before the mirror, rubbing my eyes as the harsh light blinded me.

I stared into the mirror for minutes on end with no reaction. No feelings. No thoughts.

Then I smiled.

I smiled as best I could, now that my jaw was completely broken, hanging loose around my neck. My tongue lolled out listlessly, like a paralyzed, gooey slug.

My teeth weren’t rooted in anything but threads of flesh, and I could pull them out by hand with about the same discomfort as a needle prick.

I laughed, the halting sound coming out like the gurgle of a backed-up sewer drain.

What a handsome face!

What a funny mouth!

A funnymouth!

A funnymouth funnymouth funnymouth!

* lemonlimeskull has joined #ReferSales.
lemonlimeskull: I see your handsome face.
lemonlimeskull: Don’t be so sad about it!
lemonlimeskull: πŸ™‚
GhostJeorge: Hey, where the fuck were you?
GhostJeorge: hello? Charles?
GhostJeorge: …
lemonlimeskull: O)_(O
* lemonlimeskull has left #ReferSales.

Original Author: SlimeBeast

71 Comments on 'Funnymouth'

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  • Commented on January 7, 2015 at 5:27 pm

    Amazing Story.. I’ll give it 4.5/5

  • Commented on January 7, 2015 at 8:42 pm

    This creeped me out solo bad…I LOVE IT!!!!!! 4.5/5

  • Commented on January 11, 2015 at 2:11 pm

    …… nice

  • Commented on January 11, 2015 at 11:02 pm

    It was wonderful. Now, to be honest, it started off slow. It seemed like a normal six year old forum troll, but it was otherwise, when you get to the end. Now; I seriously had NO idea what funnymouth was, since he converted his suffering to someone else, but it was clearly not a human. Now, I loved the ending, completely. It makes me think that there’s an endless cycle going on, and I can imagine Ghostjeorge becoming the next Funnymouth.

  • Commented on January 12, 2015 at 1:25 pm

    WOW….that was TRIPPY!!!!!!!!! O)_(O

  • Commented on January 13, 2015 at 2:34 pm

    Nice creepy as hell 4.5/5

  • Commented on January 15, 2015 at 5:36 am

    My favourite creepypasta by far πŸ™‚

  • Commented on January 15, 2015 at 1:49 pm

    Great job. 4.5/5

  • Commented on January 16, 2015 at 4:52 pm

    it was really great if you ask me how about you ceaser

  • Commented on January 18, 2015 at 5:53 pm

    Nice twisted ending though ^^。But it was weird how he just got crazy easily? when he saw his face and called himself funny mouth。

  • CreepyLibrarian
    Commented on January 22, 2015 at 4:53 am

    …he just HAD to to have a broken jaw. The ONE thing I can’t stand!

  • Commented on January 26, 2015 at 1:27 am

    Omg this was the best one I’ve read so far! Absolutely amazing

  • Commented on February 2, 2015 at 4:07 am


  • Commented on February 3, 2015 at 9:41 pm

    Whoa… I did not see this coming towards the end! But…he got insane right after he looked into the mirror? How did that happen?… Great story by so far!!

  • Commented on February 10, 2015 at 12:01 am

    “FUNNYMOUTH; The most effective troll on the internet.”
    Haha, I loved this. The first time I read it I never went on the internet again for a month. Good job.

  • Commented on February 25, 2015 at 6:36 pm

    This has always been one of my favorite pastas. Love it!

  • wonder
    Commented on March 5, 2015 at 1:23 am

    OMG that freaked me out so bad some yummy pasta

  • Commented on March 8, 2015 at 5:48 am

    Sooo. Creepy NICEEEE 5/5

  • Commented on March 16, 2015 at 6:00 pm

    0)_(0 i see ur handsum face dont be so sad about it

  • Commented on March 19, 2015 at 5:38 pm

    Well, that was weird.. Nice story, though!

  • Commented on March 19, 2015 at 5:52 pm

    10/10 awesome!

  • Commented on March 24, 2015 at 1:00 pm

    Creeped Me Out So Bad! πŸ™‚


  • Commented on March 26, 2015 at 10:49 pm

    *Slowly claps*

  • Commented on April 19, 2015 at 1:50 am

    I have no idea why this was rated so low! I loved this. It made my stomach get a bad feeling. Good job, man or woman!
    [I didn’t want anyone mad at me for just putting man, but like I call my friends that are girls man. They don’t care, but you know the internet.]

  • Commented on April 24, 2015 at 6:20 pm

    This was definitely a real maze of twist and turns. The fact that it started off on a forum was genius, this meant that if Funnymouth was a real person, he could have been on the other side of the world. Then came the slimy resin on the back of skulls neck. This is what threw me off. After the second dream, it really spooked me. It was like he knew what was going on outside the dream, but was still stuck in it. The way this was formatted couldn’t have been better. πŸ˜€

  • Mukk2347
    Commented on April 30, 2015 at 3:04 pm

    0)_(0……. Ha! This one is a really good one and I admit it can really give you the creeps.

  • Mim
    Commented on May 2, 2015 at 11:05 am


  • Commented on May 2, 2015 at 6:30 pm

    I enjoyed this creepypasta.
    Good story-line and very nice description. I really like this creepypasta. Very… Satisfying

  • Commented on May 2, 2015 at 8:05 pm


  • MadHatterShelby
    Commented on May 6, 2015 at 5:47 pm

    I dont know. I just dont know. O)_(O

  • Commented on May 11, 2015 at 2:48 am

    Very nice pasta sir

  • Commented on May 26, 2015 at 3:38 am

    This is definitely one of my favorite pastas. It’s written so well and has such a great plot twist. 5/5 would read again

  • Commented on June 11, 2015 at 6:12 pm

    It started off slow, but it got better later on (it’s a good thing I love long stories!).

  • Commented on June 21, 2015 at 4:34 pm

    O).(O Very well written! 15/10 breads.

  • Commented on June 25, 2015 at 3:40 am

    How did he get back n refer sales if he broke his computer?

  • Commented on June 29, 2015 at 6:27 pm



    10/15 points

    Creepalicious! PLEASE keep writing!!!!!!



  • derp
    Commented on July 21, 2015 at 1:33 pm

    how did he go into the chat at the end? he broke his computer….

  • Commented on July 21, 2015 at 5:39 pm

    The broken jaw was a nice touch. This creepy pasta most definitely fucked with my brain tho

  • Anonymous
    Commented on September 12, 2015 at 5:01 am

    This was amazing. Breathtakingly disturbing with a perfect ending. Definitely my new favorite creepypasta; 10/10.

  • Commented on October 8, 2015 at 4:26 pm

    0(-)0 I see your handsome face What the hell man another endless cycle the one thing the one thing that scares me

  • Commented on October 18, 2015 at 9:39 pm

    Oh wow. That was great!

  • Commented on October 26, 2015 at 2:40 pm

    It was pretty good. 5/5 Funnymouth wasn’t on a computer, he or it got onto the chat by simply not being human. Parcialy why he went insane

  • Commented on October 27, 2015 at 12:24 pm


  • Commented on November 12, 2015 at 9:15 pm

    The end was kinda bad

  • MItch
    Commented on November 20, 2015 at 7:41 am

    With a taste of this pasta
    I’m on a ride
    (Pretty nice pasta)

  • Commented on December 11, 2015 at 1:43 pm


  • creepyReader
    Commented on December 24, 2015 at 2:00 pm

    oh my fucking shit!!!!!! when i went to it shows a coming soon thing just like jorge said!! but i visit it again for the second time just to take a look again it it shows a black page with some kind of a shape like a human skull (i think is a ghost’s face!!) being swarmed by a code or something (i don’t know what actually is that but i think is code but problably something else because i close the page quickly cuz i’m scared out of my shit when i look at that shape) and page name is :{)(:

  • creepyReader
    Commented on December 25, 2015 at 2:46 am

    okay so i checked the that shape again and i realize it wasn’t a code!! the shape was swarmed by a name!! and you guess it???!! it’s funny fucking mouth!! i get fucking scared more now!! shit.. i don’t want to have a funnymouth

  • Commented on February 12, 2016 at 7:07 pm

    Beautiful just beautiful 10/10

  • Commented on March 9, 2016 at 4:44 pm

    HOLY what?! 10/10! If you look up it will come up with a coming soon. It shows a guy with a wheelbarrow and his jaw is messed up! Then refresh it!

  • Commented on May 6, 2016 at 5:47 pm

    That was epic!

  • Commented on May 6, 2016 at 5:50 pm

    I went to 1 once and i was like wtf came back a second time and i saw it! This weird!

  • funnymouth666
    Commented on August 3, 2016 at 4:20 am

    I see ur handsome face, don’t be so sad about it.

  • Commented on August 13, 2016 at 6:19 pm

    I actually emailed it XD

  • Commented on August 17, 2016 at 10:19 am

    9/10. Don’t be so sad about it O)_(O

  • Commented on October 3, 2016 at 1:11 pm


  • Commented on October 11, 2016 at 3:18 pm

    I really, really enjoyed this! Nice job.

  • Commented on December 18, 2016 at 1:02 pm

    nice plot twist at the end, well written.
    Though, I would like to know how the first funnymouth was brought around but, whatever.


  • AliceIsNeverAllowedBack
    Commented on December 24, 2016 at 1:12 am

    I liked this a lot! But it’s confusing..

    So, at the end, is it a dream, or did he wake up with the broken jaw and all? Also, how did he get back into the site when he broke his computer?

    Besides that, great story!

  • Commented on January 6, 2017 at 4:35 pm

    The ending was really good and the story was very very creepy…

  • Commented on January 7, 2017 at 7:17 pm


  • ClosetMonster
    Commented on February 21, 2017 at 2:39 am

    This was a great pasta 10/10
    i see ur handsome face
    dont be sad about it

  • Commented on March 18, 2017 at 4:44 am

    This was so creepy! :O

  • Commented on March 19, 2017 at 8:48 pm

    Great pasta!

  • Commented on April 3, 2017 at 3:57 am

    Pretty creepy! What’s creeped me out the most was actual going to and getting the update message BUT if you refresh the page it’s the actual “funnymouth” face NOPEEE!

  • Commented on May 22, 2017 at 4:39 pm


  • Commented on August 8, 2017 at 11:03 pm

    near the middle I sorta forgot this was the same pasta O)_(O

  • Commented on August 14, 2017 at 3:17 am

    Hey guys, i found an amazing funnymouth t-shirt, check it out if ya want.

  • funface
    Commented on November 7, 2018 at 8:22 am

    i like to lik the bluud
    i see ur handsome face
    dont b so sad about it

  • smigger
    Commented on October 1, 2019 at 3:46 am


  • funnymouth
    Commented on July 8, 2022 at 3:04 pm

    i see your handsum face so dont be sad about it

    join me it will be fun

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