Reading The Internet's Scariest Stories | Smosh Mouth 19

Shayne and Amanda read the creepiest creepypasta the internet has to offer.

0:00-1:10 Intro
1:11-3:14 What is creepypasta?
3:15-10:59 Do you believe in ghosts?
11:00-29:29 Mr. Wide Mouth
29:30-30:28 Sponsors!
30:29-49:18 Candle Cove
49:19-1:07:23 Search and Rescue stories

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[NateSolAz]

Smosh Shayne: “Might not believe in ghosts, but let’s not test my luck”

Ghost files Shane: “Hey there, demons it’s me, ya boy”

[justicegay]

"I respect peoples beliefs, and I respect that I don't know most stuff" is one of the most important sentences a human has ever said. Loves it.

[sairuhbby]

Baby Shayne: "I'm the scariest thing here."
Adult Shayne: "The little creatures are the scariest."
I think you internalized the wrong message there, buddy

[selenaq]

It would be so cool to do an episode where smosh cast and crew members make up their own scary stories and present them like they’re real, but there is ONE story that IS real, and then Shane and Amanda have to guess which one it is.

[novasmith]

Amanda inviting Shane to see fairy houses is totally something that a Faerie would do…

[georgiarw]

Please do another creepypasta episode with Damien! Doesn't need to be I want it

[unlucky_thiren]

As soon as Shayne started talking about Courage the Cowardly Dog, everyone that's ever watched that show immediately knew that Amanda was about to learn about King Ramses.

[shama]

I love the Search and Rescue series. My favorite is when they are looking for a child, hear the sounds of a child crying while deep in the woods, then realize the crying is on a loop, like a recording. They immediately flee. More than any other story, that one freaked me out.

[kennyduren]

“Ghosts are just people without sweaters on” I love it

[ImNotCrazy]

The most terrifying thing growing up was the fact that my mom doesn't believe in ghosts, but she does believe in demons.

[ComedyGlor]

I wish y’all would create a separate horror podcast with reading stories just like this and not just for Halloween

[hannahmurphy]

the candle cove one is so good bc its actually a real experience that people had before streaming and stuff
in the 80's in irland, there was this kids show called zig and zag. I dont really know much about the show cause this is my parents experience, not mine but i know that alot of the characters were puppets. Either zig or zag, I don't remember but i think its zag, had a toy puppet called modge or something (even though zig and zag were puppets, i guess they weren't within the shows universe while modge was. puppetception). a while after modge was introduced, they stared doing this thing where zag would be left alone with modge and he would start to talk to zag which he hadn't done previously. modge was an entirely inanimate object that zag pretended would talk, kinda like rocko from elmo. over time modge got progressively meaner and more aggressive towards zag and since no one else knew that modge was alive, zaag couldnt tell anyone. THEN modge TOOK OVER THE SHOW for a few episodes and it all just went back to normal, traumatizing kids all across irland and making them think they were insane. Since this was in the 80's, all of the episodes where this happened weren't saved. Modge ended up getting his own adult tv show and that combined with every child in irland remembering this is the only proof that this ever even happened

[EliTheWorld]

the lore drop of Amanda’s sister being a hypno-therapist… love that.

[BlackCatVO]

Honestly I feel like Mr. Wide mouth is death personified. Trying to tell you it's your time but the kid is fighting off death, rejecting it and telling it not today.

[gray-ish]

Kinda random, but does anyone else think Shayne should read for audible or something? His voice is so even and he reads things so easily. Anyway, loved the episode as always.

[andreadoniz]

Im a 25yo Spaniard, and I learnt that story about the man licking the girls hand when I was like 11 in a summer camp. It’s crazy how stories go all around the world!

[Sensansenkai]

“RETUUUURN THE I love how everyone remembers how uncanny and horrifying that was lmao

[izzycamoc]

oh my god the staircase story! i immediately went “no fuck off!!” when i realized what story shane was reading. my god i went far far DEEP into the story, i read too many parts and it freaked me out so bad i stopped reading creepypastas altogether. the scary thing is is that i don’t know whether this story is real or if it’s just a creepypasta. i assumed it was because it was on reddit but it is also written in a way that rings truth. but then again, if it is just a story, it’s scary in and of itself

[incognitogirl]

The story of Mr. Widemouth oddly reminds me of a story from my own history that I only very recently got the "full" details of.
When I was little, my mother (a drug addict at the time) lived with a handful of friends who were also addicts. My sisters and I lived with our dad but there was a point of time where we did stay with her for reasons i cant really remember because i was too young. I remember this guy (im gonna call him johnny) that lived in the basement, He wasnt a creep or anything, he was actually one of the only people there, outside of my mom, that i was even remotely comfortable around. I remember him vividly. He had blonde hair and colorless tattoos on his arms that he used to let us color in with markers when we were bored. He used to babysit us from time to time. He taught me magic tricks with cards and coins and he let us play with his atari all the time. He was also more often than not the one who made sure we ate when our mom was... I dont know if she was out or locked in her room high on something, i honestly dont remember. All i know is he was a super super nice guy who I always enjoyed hanging around.
Eventually, we went back to living with our dad, im not sure how long a span there was between us moving back, and us seeing our mom again, but i know when we finally did see her again, Johnny had moved out, leaving all of his stuff behind, including his bed, the Christmas lights he had strung along the ceiling, and his atari.
One day, a few years ago, after my mother had gotten clean i got curious and asked her whatever happened to johnny, and why he left the way he did. She had no clue what i was talking about. I described Johnny and she just shook her head, insisting he must have been an imaginary friend. Which i might have believed, except no other man in my life knew magic tricks at that time. I didnt learn card tricks out of thin air and this was a time before easy access to the internet, so i couldnt have taught myself. And i just remember im so so vivedly. I asked my sisters and they both had VERY vague memories of him that they argued could have been memories of other males in our life that they were just confusing. I asked my mom again and she insisted there wasnt any man living in our basement, and even if there had been, she certainly never would have left us alone with him, which... i cant actually argue. Despite all her flaws growing up, one thing she WAS always careful about was who she left us alone with and she almost NEVER left us alone with men. So after a while I decided she must be right. After all, i was young enough at the time I could have confused my memories, even if some things still didnt add up, like how my mother who was struggling to afford food could have possibly gotten a nice, brand new atari, or why not a single male in my life has the colorless tattoos i remember so clearly. Even my sister remembered those. But like i said, i chalked it up to coincidence.
At least, until I ran into an old friend of my moms, one of which used to live in that house with us. And not even trying to prove anything, purely curious, i asked her if she ever remembered a man living in the basement. She got kind of weird when I described him and after a while she said yes. She remembered him.
At first i was super excited, becasue it meant i was right and he had existed. I figured maybe my mom had just been in too bad a state back then to remember. My excitement shriveled up and died when she proceeded to say she was surprised i even remembered him though, because according to her, i only ever met him once, our very first day living there. Said he overdosed on something that very night.
I want to say i think she was confused, but the crazy thing is, after she said as such, i vividly remember my mom waking us up super early and taking us to the park and us staying there for like a crazy long time, and her refusing to take us home when we asked, not until one of her roommates walked down and got us, just like the woman told me.
I dont know what to believe. On the one hand, I know how crazy it sounds to believe we spent time with a ghost or spirit or something, but there are so many memories i have of him that im CERTAIN happened, all of which couldnt have happened in one day. And when it comes to the minds of an addict, you have to be weary with what you believe. On the other hand, a lot of arguements my mom made about this man not living with us make sense. And I DO recall that day, our mom forcing us out of the house and keeping us at the park for way longer than reasonable. Maybe long enough to have emts collect a body?
All I know if I remember Johnny being a kind, caring man who worked hard to keep us happy and safe. Whether he did that in the form of a man or a spirit, doesnt matter, I will always be grateful.

[countjracula]

The Mr. Wide Mouth story hit for me specifically because I had a ghost experience as a child where a figure I called "Mr. Nobody" wordlessly beckoned me to jump from the second story. I had seen him often before this. He never spoke – just stood nearby watching. I was stunned for a few moments but I said "no thank you" and walked away. After that I stopped seeing him – it went from every day to a couple rare glimpses before he was gone.