Ha ha ha.
This story dead.
Just like my hopes and dreams of ever being anything more than a HUGE failure and disappointment to my family and friends.
Anyone who still genuinely enjoys creepypasta in the year two thousand and eighteen needs to take a serious look at every decsion they have ever made.
Question your life.
Seriously. Do it.
You literally read a story about Laughing Jack and Jeff the Killer that was building up to them boutta fuck.
Lmao, weebs.
Peace out.
This is my official retirement post.
If you need me, I'll be here crying over Kenny Omega.
He's the real daddy.
Bye.