This is Creepy.

A podcast dedicated to sharing the most famous chilling and disturbing creepy pastures

and urban legends in the world.

The story that these stories truly happened, or are simply fabrications, is for you to

decide.

These stories may contain graphic depictions of violence and explicit language, listener discretion

in its advised.

In my life, I have seen the majestic beauty of a single raindrop traversing a palm

front before plummeting onto the naked breast of an indigenous woman feeding her young,

one in each arm as nature has desired.

I have also born witness to the waking nightmare of the genocidal intent of humanity's most

the range performance artist, Hans Blokin, as he severed his own left-and-eeple in protest

of a two-cent postage stamp in crease.

These images converge to both Hans and uplift me during my waking hours.

But never have I witnessed that which I have listened to most recently.

What I am about to share with you will no doubt etch itself into history as one of the

most tragic events to take place at an abandoned summer camp since the 1991 movie, Bikini

Summer Camp Part 3, from the universally vilified director Chad Rockefeller Jr., who is subsequently

excommunicated from the director's guild for the film deemed a crime against humanity

in direct violation of the Geneva Convention.

A movie so disjointed and reprehensible that the two remaining copies of the film are

kept within the granite mountain vault near Salt Lake City Houta, so that its stench

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