Snook - Creepy Reddit Users

Episode Date: June 23, 2025

The internet is filled with creepy people, but some of the creepiest come from Reddit. In this video, we dive into an unsettling couple, weird dreams, and cryptic posts. This might be one of the most creepy videos I’ve worked on. I spent a lot of time refining the pacing, script, and atmosphere, and I really hope that shows. If you enjoy this kind of content, let me know in the comments. I read every single one and genuinely appreciate your thoughts. Would you want another installment in the series? Drop your ideas or favorite creepy Reddit users below. Thanks again for watching and supporting what I do. Edited by: @editedby.le Be sure to subscribe and like if you want more. Thanks for watching, and stay safe out there… Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

There's something weird about Reddit. It's not just the rabbit holes, the conspiracies, or the endless scroll of cursed content. It's the people. The usernames that pop up, linger in your mind, and make you ask, what the hell did I just read? Today we're going deep, not into the front page, not into meme territory. We're going into the basement, the parts of Reddit, where things get dark, where users vanish, and where posts feel off. And these aren't just creepy stories. Their digital footprints left behind. behind by people you wish you never discovered. And also please like and subscribe.

It helps more than you know. And today we're exploring some creepy Reddit users, the ones you wish you could forget. Let's begin. Eric and Annie. It all started in the R4R board when a user named U slash Eric R made a post. It read,

44, M4R, Sonoma County or SF Bay Area, dinner on Friday, 628, I'll treat one or two other people. The deal is, for many years my wife and I would almost certainly eat out on a payday. It kind of makes sense since when you think about it, it's the day you'll need to drive a rent check off with the landlord or into the mail. You might need to stop by the bank or maybe the grocery store since there's money to stock up with or whatever. If you're used to eating dinner right after work, this all gets in the way so you might as well stop and get something while you're out.

In the last few years, we intentionally turned it into sort of an event. We could afford to eat out more often and did, so this was the meal that we would try to go somewhere new, or an old favorite that we hadn't been to in a while, or was a bit more expensive than usual. After 15 years, we split up at the beginning of February. I've kept up with payday dinners and eaten sushi at the bar instead of a table, as well as tried Peruvian cuisine for the first time,

and done a decent job of being okay alone. Today I was thinking about next week's meal and thought I might like old Chicago pizza in Petaluma. Now I've had pizza at home on my own plenty in the last few months, and I just think that having deep dish Chicago-style pizza for dinner at the restaurant alone won't be any fun. So, here we are. I'm proposing a meetup. As stated in the title, this is my treat to one or two people. If this becomes a group event, it will be a Dutch treat.

So yeah, just a pretty normal guy posting a random hangout plan on Reddit. hoping a few people might show up. Not many did because, let's be honest, who actually goes to random meetups they find online, but on this thread, one user stood out, you slash another little piece, and yep, that was Annie. She replied to the post, said she liked the idea, but the location was way too far for her to actually show up. Still, in that same comment, she suggested they keep talking, said she had a feeling they'd get along. And this one reply is where it all started. They started talking, and later on, we get another post from Andy, which sets the ground for the whole situation. Wonderful. Although given the way you carry yourself, I'd say the honor is all mine,

smiley face, pen pal sounds great to me, retro with no hint of irony. You probably saw I have an S.O., short for a significant other. I'm loyal to a fault and would never give him pause, so the correspondence would need to be in public Reddit threads of some sort, meaning no P.M.'s, emails or such. I'm on Reddit often, but not in any scheduled way, so I would see you and I being free to just respond to each other as time allows. If I'm ever vague about some things, it's likely either because I don't give personally identifying information here, or I'm sharing in line with the modesty I have with a co-worker or friend. If that all still sounds good, the no pressure slash no hard feelings bottom line will always apply, we can work on the wherein Reddit part. Bingo on the origin

and primary meaning of the screen name. The way sundry, other meanings of it, applied to redidding is fun too. Shared musical taste is quite an auspicious beginning. Her voice is so suited to blues rock. I'm not a musician, so forgive my lack of proper vocabulary for discussing this efficiently. But I love how the note the version you shared here ends on

is the one that doesn't give a feel of closure. At this point, it was pretty clear. Annie actually wanted to keep in touch with Eric. But there was one problem. Where would they do that? Because as she mentioned earlier, she had a significant other, and she didn't want any personal messages or emails. So to work around that, Eric came up with a plan. Well, you've been tagged pen pal, just so I can't get confused.

I couldn't have missed that you were in a relationship. The way you describe the depth of your mutual feelings is really inspiring on the one hand and never so slightly saddening due to my current status, on the other hand. Keeping this conversation in the open makes complete sense. No pressure, no hard feelings, no problem. I have no qualms letting you know if there's something I don't want to discuss or a question I won't answer. I expect this same in return. In fact, with this being in public, so to speak, we need to be more reserved than we would be

IRL friend or coworker. Janice's voice is definitely something special. The two songs we've covered are pretty much my favorites from her that I never get tired of. I'm no musician either. What sticks in my mind about the end is the sound of their voices together. Pretty sure it's harmony or harmonization, but I rather like your philosophical take on it. As to where on Reddit, I've had a quick look around and see that. I slash let's chat exists.

Looks mostly like invites to text or Skype, etc. But it seems like there are folks who use individual threads as a chat room as sorts. There's also just keeping it right here as my thread gets old and slides off to obscurity. The problem is that I've not tried to figure out what factors bring a thread to the top of hot or rising. Maybe it's just votes, but it seems that activity inside or even number of views should be taken into account. So this was Eric's plan to stay in touch with Annie. He suggested they create separate threads, branches just for the two of them to talk. They'd chat there, and after a while, the threads would get archived on their own.

It was a sneaky little setup, but it worked. And more importantly, it fit perfectly with Annie's conditions, so she agreed. And that's when the first thread was created, chat channel for Annie. Want to try this up for a while? This might fit the requirements. It seems that none of the rules could stick a bot on us. Worth a try if you'd like to. Yep, this was the very first thread they made just to talk.

and first glance looks pretty normal until you look at the number of comments, and it ended up having over 24,000 comments. From the outside, it looked like something pretty wholesome, just a genuine connection forming between two strangers online. However, the sheer number of comments alone under this post is just insane, and soon enough the thread got deleted by the subreddit admins. But by that point, it was a lot of comments. obvious. These two had started catching real feelings. Let's be real, no one spends that much time on

Reddit talking to just one person unless they're seriously into them. And it wasn't just casual anymore. This was something more. Then, right when this thread was deleted, another one instantly appeared. New chat channel for Annie and Eric, old one was archived. Annie, I can only guess that the thread itself has slid too far off the bottom of the page. I just got that's a piece of history now. It's too late to reply to it. This is my attempt at making a new thread for our branch. Is it okay? This second thread alone got over 10,000 comments too.

It was like they just never stopped talking. But something was different this time. The overall tone had just shifted. Their replies started getting more poetic, or to put it bluntly, kind of cheesy. Another little piece. Light bringer. Well, I don't seem to be able to go back to sleep.

so I might as well respond more now. I think that I've spent every moment that I've been awake since seeing your one-year message wiping happy tears from my eyes and cheeks. I don't know why, but your message is releasing something huge in me. Eric R. Maker of joy. Wow. What you can say.

What you can give. And the happiness it can cause in me. I had no idea there would be a chance for you to send such an abundance of your wonderfulness like that. I'd feel bad that it'd be. don't have the opportunity to fully reciprocate in the time I have this morning, but I know I'd not want you to feel bad in the reverse situation, so I won't. After that, the endless saga of comments just kept going.

These two just didn't slow down. They kept talking nonstop. But then the second thread ended. And unlike the first one, which was taken down by the admins, this time they ended it on purpose. The last few comments were vague, almost cryptic. Smiley face. That's a smile that gave me quite the sigh of relief. Hi, Smiley Face.

Maybe thread gets closed at 10 months age or something. Anyway, we still have our own place. All my best to you and your lovely one, smiley face. But yeah, after that, another thread popped up, and this one was way more intense than the ones before. A new branch for Annie. when she's back. Wow, what timing, eh?

This one had around 21,000 comments, but it was a bit different from the others. The third thread ended kind of abruptly, Annie just stopped replying out of nowhere. Eric kept posting for a little while, probably hoping she'd respond, but after some time, he went quiet too. And then, eventually, he started this fourth thread by saying,

I don't even know how you were going to see this. Many, many days of messages won't be in your inbox. I don't want to lose you. But there are so many signs that say I have to be without you, too. It seems that maybe I fucked up in this life, doesn't it? I have to do the rest of it alone. B, could have me, but didn't love me.

You can't have me. Sometimes living hurts more than the alternative might, but I promise to be here when you got back. I'll do my best. I'll add my first message. The one that was rejected due to being posted to a thread that was locked. And he replied, and just like that, that your conversations picked up again.

But by now, there was a clear pattern. Eric was always the one starting the threads. He was the one showing up consistently, leaving updates almost every day. Annie, on the other hand, would sometimes disappear for days without saying anything. However, buried deep in the sea of comments on the fourth thread, Redditors found one reply from Annie

that pretty much explained everything. In that comment, she admitted she just couldn't keep doing, whatever it was she and Eric had going on and the reason turns out it was jealousy Eric had casually mentioned other girls and that didn't sit right with her so even though she had been going silent it was clear she still cared maybe more than she let on in a comment Annie wrote something that clarified the fact that she had indeed been feeling jealous I could not go into a pit when another woman was brought up but I was only able to do

that when I held the nice things you said about me at arm's length so that I didn't let them in. That way, when the topic of the other woman came up, I wasn't hurting myself because I wasn't holding your words for me close to me at the time. I can't remember what you said at one time when I first brought up how much pain I feel when the topic of other women comes up, but it was something to do with how D number two was, and I tried to be different, better, nicer, stronger than I had been, so as not to let you and are branching me down. Reading through it, feels pretty heartbreaking because it wasn't just a random internet fling anymore it felt like two people who wanted something real but couldn't figure out how to make it work all of this went on for a while

under the same thread until one last message showed up one from annie and one from eric i turn away from here all my everything i can send first last and everything smiley face i turn away from here all my everything I can send first, last, and everything. Smiley face, frowny face. However, this is where things start to get really disturbing and frankly creepy. You see, for Annie, this was the end. She had disappeared from Reddit, gone completely ghost. Though Eric, he was still there.

He never stopped sending messages. The hardest words I've ever heard. It's not been an easy three weeks. The world isn't vibrant and I'm always barely hanging on. I've just done my work and done my preparing for the Orlando trip. I leave after work tomorrow. I'm running the tracker on this trip. I started doing it for you.

So I don't know what else to do, but link this trip here. I'll miss you every day of TL. Eric's behavior had changed and he started coming on the thread almost every day making comments. While, in reality, he was just replying to himself. Disney World during Christmas-themed time is custom designed to salt the wounds of losing our time in TL. Everything about it just highlights so much of all we talked about for so long, and there's so much for me to tell you about how proud you would be of my nephew's way with little ones as he portrays Santa Goofy and the roller coasters and and everything. All of life. All things. You can tell this whole thing hit him hard. I mean,

understandably, though. He was clearly going through something, and it felt like he didn't really know how to process it or what to do next. Slowly, Eric's situation began to deteriorate. As of a year ago, this instant, I had already broken our ability to talk for the rest of TL. That was a bit after two that day. You had to go away for a couple hours because of it. I know the message, the moment that you knew you couldn't take any more. Around now, you were back and catching up on a day's messages I sent. That's how amazing you are to me. How much you care. You needed to tell me you couldn't talk at our branch for the rest of T.L. Yet you had caught up with all I had said up to that point of the day. I've known this day was coming for a while now. I know this date. It has tattooed to the

chedry part of my memory. We tracked things by anniversaries, the length of our lives or our careers, the cycle of TV shows and the endurance of our promises made to an SO. This is a yearly moment I'll not be comfortable with for a good while. Even worse, as I thought about this day. There was a realization that there will be a moment that the days since you signed off are greater in number than the days during which we talked. That's not a day I look forward to. It's a ways away.

I don't know yet if I'll figure out what day that is ahead of time, or if it'll hit me like an avalanche to realize it went past. I will carry so many songs of Aras with me. I don't know if I'm getting it right. but the one to me most means you as you see yourself and as you feel yourself moving through life is this one. And so it will always mean you completely and unreservedly to me. So I added that song to a list of purchases I wanted to make, only did so a number of weeks ago. Not many of that over 50 songs I played yet in my shuffle remix. Today, it didn't feel like I could focus on my

audiobook, but I still wanted sound of my helmet on the way home. On the way back to the to come here and think about the night you sent the above message. I kid you not. The first time since I bought that song, it was the very first thing that played. He kept making new threads, more messages, more updates. And under some posts, he even started leaving really unsettling comments, stuff like, with any luck, this is the end. Hopefully alcohol poisoning works. FML. He had lost his grip on reality. He was S-word, and he had no way to cope with it. After some time, he made one final thread. The last branch Eric can make for Annie. Hello, my best. A couple hours left of Pizza Post Day. My time to write messages in your direction is coming to an end.

That's pretty hard to face, but I've needed to face it for more than two years, eh? I'm on the Klamath Falls trip again. Just like I was at one point during your being on the opportunity trip off the continent. I wrote to you every day during that one. This trip ends the day this branch thread turns six months and is locked. Maybe I'll just write on each of these final days. You know what it was like at the end. Here's my progress. The prospect of you not having this stupid outlet for missing our days on the branch isn't very easy to face. That's a bit of a duh statement, isn't it? Were it easy than I would have never written once after you turned away. Oh well, this life has been a of a mess. No reason to think anything would work out okay. Yeah, that's it. One final depressing post

from his account. We haven't seen anything else from his account. All we can do now is hope he's in a better mental place, and that life is treating him well. As for Annie, her account has stayed quiet. The last thing we saw from her was the post where she ended things with Eric. Posted notes in the apartment. All right, let's be real. The first story was absolutely devastating and I'm pretty sure you're not in the move for more sad stuff right now. So this next one is different. This user went by the name R. Bradbury 1920 and they made a post in R slash legal advice that read. On the 15th of April, I found a yell at posted note in a handwriting that wasn't mine on my desk, reminded me of some errands I had to do, but told literally nobody about it.

While odd, I chalked it up to something I did in my sleep, thinking maybe in my half-awake state I scrawled it so it didn't appear to be my handwriting. I threw it out and thought little of it. On the 19th, I found another posted note on the back of my desk chair, in the same handwriting as the previous note, telling me to make sure I saved my documents. I was freaked out, but there was no signs of a break-in. So I set up a webcam in my house aimed at my desk

and used a security cam app for it to record after detecting movement. On the 28th, I woke up to find another posted note. This one's saying, our landlord isn't letting me talk to you, but as important we do. I immediately checked the webcam's folder on my computer and found nothing from the night before. But my computer's recycling bin had been emptied, which I am certain I did not do recently, indicating someone had noticed the webcam and deleted the files. They were just saved straight to a folder on my desktop called webcam. Today, on the 1st of May, I found another posted note.

this time on the outside of my door, with nothing written on it. And there also appeared to be post-its on many other doors in my apartment complex, all blank in varying colors. Do I have any legal recourse here? I have no proof except for the post-its, but those are written by my pen and on my post-it notes. So conceivably, I could have faked them. Would contacting the police get me in any trouble?

If they can't determine any outside source for this, I just want to make sure I'm not wasting anyone's time. time. Should I consult my landlord? Those also living in the complex? Edit, I pulled up a letter I received from my landlord back when I moved in, and the handwriting is identical. Could this count as evidence? So yeah, this wasn't just some leaky pipe or noisy neighbor problem. What the O.P. was actually dealing with was basically a stalker, and not just any stocker. It was their landlord. Why would the landlord even do something like this? It made no sense.

Until a Reddit user named Kakarlak stepped in and dropped a comment under the post, it read. You seem sincere, and this doesn't appear to be the plot of Ray Bradbury's short story. It's possible that your landlord is leaving notes inside your apartment, but they don't make any sense in the context you're describing them. It's likely that you are writing the notes yourself, but you are forgetting. Do you use Post-D notes as reminders in any parts of your life or job? Yes, this might be a mental health issue. You might be experiencing some sort of dissociative disorder. Or it might be a physical problem.

You mentioned that you have a very unusual narrow bedroom with no windows. Is there a chance that you are not getting enough ventilation when you sleep? Or that there is a carbon monoxide leak in the building? A cheap CO detector, which you should have anyway, is a fast way to find out. you'll also have really bad headaches. You know your own medical and mental history and your other experiences. If you think these incidents might be you, writing notes to yourself, there's no shame in getting somebody qualified to give me an opinion. Now we see here the top comment pointed out something that kind of changed everything. The user suggested that OP might be dealing with the

CO situation. For those of you who don't know, CO stands for carbon monoxide, which brings us to the next update OP shared. Update, Post-it notes left an update apartment. Thanks to everyone who sent suggestions and gave advice on how to proceed, especially to those who recommended a CO detector, because when I plugged one in the bedroom, it read at 100 ppm. Yeah, so there you have it. Turns out OP wasn't just being paranoid, their brain was literally being poisoned. They had dangerously high levels of carbon monoxide in their apartment, which was messing with their memory, their sense of time, and basically everything else. That's why they thought their landlord was sneaking in and leaving post-it notes everywhere.

In reality, it might have been OP writing those notes themselves and just forgetting, which is terrifying. Like imagine thinking you're being stalked when it's actually your own brain turning against you. A while later, the OP came back with another update. It read, Good news update. It's been almost a year now. While four months ago, things were rough. I've definitely made significant improvement.

And currently, there's little reason to doubt a full recovery within a year. As it turns out, brains can heal. While brain cells cannot regenerate the bulk of my issue, seem to be cerebral edema, brain swelling, caused by the poisoning. While the inflamed tissue can suffocate and destroy brain cells, it doesn't always. And sometimes the damage is temporary. That said is my understanding that without a pre-incident scan, it is difficult to tell what is swelling and what isn't in a very detailed or specific way.

Long story short, while my comment from months ago was very depressed and hopeless, I'm much better in both mood and physical health, though in this situation, those aren't exactly separate categories. I'd say now 10 months later, I'm about 80% back to normal. And while it is likely there is a 1% that won't recover, and some cells were destroyed, not just disrupted, and maybe I'll always have the occasional headache, there's no reason to think I won't be at 99% to 100% better in another six months. So I'm happy. I've been getting a lot of PMs regarding my legal situation, and I've been advised not to discuss it online just yet, as it is still ongoing. Movies always made me think that body healing and court cases were so much faster than they

really are. These things can take months or years. Luckily, my case shouldn't take years, but it might take some more months. I can say that, legally speaking, things are really looking great for me. And in the meantime, I've had a really lovely place to stay, a very understanding boyfriend and I've even been making art a field I wanted to get into but never would if not for the incident. I will say though I use a moleskin notebook daily planner thing for now. I do keep busy important for mental health. I'm kind of done with post-it notes for a while. Humans walking in hamster wheels. Alright this next one's more of a short story something OP experienced back when they were a kid. Around eight years ago a username shesh U. Sheriot came on and made a post.

It read. When I was about 16, I came home from hanging with friends. I was a huge cartoon fan, still am. Grab some food and settled into my bed to watch Nickelodeon. I knew it was Nick because it was the last channel I watched that day and no one showed the TV in my room. So I turned it on to see this creepy, black, whites and gray screen where hundreds of nude humans are walking in a line over these hills in the background towards these giant hamster wheels in the front of the scene. They're walking towards the wheels as a few people are already in the wheels, walking endlessly and mindlessly in this robotic, zombie-like state. The people walking towards the wheels are also in this similar state, as if there's no life within their eyes. They're just cold slash robotic.

There's this cold, wind-like noise whistling in the background. It looks real, not animated, and as I watch in awe at this dark scene, I come to similar conclusion and ask myself, Nick would have something so live and non-action really as the entire scene keeps just repeating itself of more humans walking towards and in these hamster wheels. I started thinking maybe it's just some weird short and it's kind of cool in a dark sort of way. But minutes go by and it starts to get dull watching the same scene not doing anything else so I quickly change the channel to something else when in a split second I realized, wait a minute, what the fuck did I just watch and change it back immediately, only to find SpongeBob

on mid-episode. You could tell SpongeBob was on for a while, not like the weird short played, and it just came on. Freaked out, I keep going to surrounding channels thinking maybe it wasn't Nick, but nothing has the hamster wheel video on. It felt really dark, almost evil, when I watched it, and though seemed somewhat interesting at first, started to feel really wrong after a while. So that line with the repetitiveness of it all made me change it, but now that I realized that it wasn't on any channel in the first place, I was really creeped out and still am to this day. I don't know if this was necessarily a shift in reality or something sinister, paranormal, really a short, etc., but I've never been able to research and come up with anything about its existence

since, including researching that day online in 2005 when it happened. I'd like to believe it was some dumb film project, but I can't find any evidence of it ever exist in reality as we know it. If anybody knows what the fuck I saw, I'd love to be debunked. Still somewhat wary of my TV till this day, ugh. Now, there's really no solid explanation for this post. OP definitely saw something they weren't supposed to see. And to this day, no one's been able to figure out where that footage came from or why it showed up at all. Salvia Trip. This next post is a Salvia trip report from a Reddit user called Park Psychological 738. And yeah, their experience with this stuff was anything but normal. Now, if you've never heard of salvia, here's the deal. It's a plant

that some people smoke to trip. And while it's technically legal in a few places, the high is nothing like weed or shrooms. Salvia hits fast, like within seconds, and only lasts a few minutes. But those few minutes can feel like an eternity. People don't just get visuals with salvia. They full-on leave reality. Some say they turned into furniture, melted into the floor, or felt like they were being dragged through different dimensions. It's honestly more creepy than fun for most people. The reason it's so intense is because Salvia affects a different part of your brain

than other psychedelics. It's just super unpredictable. You might laugh, cry, or just straight up forget who you are for five minutes. So yeah, when someone posts about a Salvia trip, it's usually either super funny or really unsettling. and let's just say this one falls way more into the unsettling category the user wrote

took a hit of salvia in a bong for 15 seconds laying alone in my bed the trip lasted for 27 minutes but felt like 15 actual years I experienced every second of every minute of every hour of every day of every month of every year without a pause every night I couldn't sleep because I was an object so I would just wait at night for them to be awakened I still remember this trip like it was yesterday

every single part of it. After I took the hit, I felt like I was coming out of my body. Then, in a flash, I was a ceiling fan in the center of a living room. I completely forgot about my life before me and was only aware that I was a ceiling fan. I knew something was wrong and I constantly wanted to escape, but I couldn't tell why. I only knew that my purpose was to be a ceiling fan, only to observe with no feelings. The first year there was a semi-fat man, who was bald on top and had gray hair around the side of his head like a horseshoe. He had a wife with blonde hair who was pregnant and would routinely walk around the house naked.

They would watch TV together every night and often have sex on the couch during their show. The first three days of the new year, they are gone because the woman is in the hospital giving birth. Mind you, I was left here alone for three days waiting for them to come back. This wouldn't happen often, though. Since throughout my lifetime, they never went on vacation because they didn't have much money to spend. They always complain about bills and money as well. They came back with a baby boy. The entire lifetime, I couldn't register what any of their names were, but I could often hear

most of their conversations. It was just hard for me to register because I was a ceiling fan. One day, he got changed directly under me on the couch. And when I looked down, my brain couldn't register that he had a penis because I've never seen a baby's penis, so I just showed nothing. Throughout the years, I watched the sun grow up. I realized he was autistic and had a speech impediment. often mouthing sentences and only saying the last word verbally.

However, he did become quite handsome with blonde curly hair. I watched the dad, now completely bald, get fatter and fatter. I watched the mom let herself go. I observed countless nights of them inviting their church friends over and talking about pointless subjects while drinking wine. Mostly I couldn't even understand. The last year, things started acting out of normal, and it was terrifying. The boy's grandma, woman's mom, died.

And even though she never visited and was even never spoken about, the mom sat the autistic son down to explain to him how death works and why they won't see grandma again. As she was explaining, her voice echoed through the room. Her words turned demonic and repeatedly kept saying stuff like, Grandma's never coming back three times. You will never see Grandma again three times. She's gone three times. And then quickly, everything changed back to normal and she walked down the hallway like nothing happened. Also, I never knew what was down that hallway because I was perpetually stuck in that living room. The final weird event happened before my lifetime ended, when the mom put three oranges on the ground then walked away.

Then when she completely left the room, the oranges started spinning around in a circle. Then when she would come back, the oranges would suddenly stop spinning and she would put them back in the kitchen. Then finally, the dad went to go turn me on for the first time of my life and I started spinning slowly. After the fifth rotation, I started going third person out of the house in a bird's eye view. A second later, in a sudden flash, I was lying back down on my bed. It took a solid five minutes to realize where I was and who I was. If I told you guys everything that happened in this trip, it would be much longer than the dictionary. Please ask questions.

I remember everything. I was just trying to say the important stuff without making confusing. role of the story don't do salvia and all right guys that wraps up some creepy ready users i hope you enjoyed the video and if you did comment down below what your favorite case was mine was the first one and uh thank you so much for watching to the end of the video if you enjoyed please i can subscribe it helps so much and if you enjoyed this video i'm sure you'll enjoy another video so go watch another video on the channel got plenty of options and uh yeah thank you so much for watching to the end of the video this was snook and i'll see you next time bye