If I were in half these situations, I would 100% be dead

the second story: What woman would agree to a first date where the venue was a field at night miles from anywhere? What woman would *suggest* such a venue as a first date? Huge RED FLAG either way.

“Im not a bad guy...” -every serial killer, ever

Online dating rule #1: always meet in public

It's stories like these that remind me why my paranoia is a good thing. After all, just because I'm paranoid doesn't mean they're not out to get me.

"I'm not a bad guy... that's why I am standing here talking creepily and trying to open your door"

*and this is why 99.9% of people don’t have dating apps*

NEVER go on a date with someone who wants to go to a secluded area. Geeze. This is don't get dead 101.

"You dropped your wallet" Hell this is scary. Dont even want to think about what could have happend if she had opened the door.

"My hot tinder date tried to murder me" *[TOKYO GHOUL FLASHBACKS]*

OP: A group of guys were charging at my car. My brain: *Run them down.*

"Who rings the doorbell at 11PM?" Amazon delivery does.

Op : *I had a murderer in my house* RSlash : Hahahhh you could’ve died 😂

oml the new police officer didn't think that "a date in a field" was suspicious...? AT ALL!?!?!?

Things I learned today: don't leave my car if I find someone slumped over the wheel in the middle of the night.

"I'm not a bad guy." That's just as real as Laura Lee's apology

Man wearing stripes in the middle of the hallway... UHHHH *One, two, Freddy’s coming for you.*

As an easily sacred person, I shouldn't watch this at 2 am.

The last couple of stories freaked me out because I'm watching this at 11 pm and and the light outside of my room is turning on and off (it's a motion sensing light)

I let out an audible “Eep!😨” at the last story. Glad that guy had some good instincts.

“I’m not a bad guy...” Like *bork* you aren’t! Run away! Run away!!!

Oooooh, an early upload. _Not early enough, I'm suing._

First situation reminds me of something mom should’ve taken my word for and told my stepdad. Knowing damn well he was ballsy enough to investigate, would’ve saved our entire street from feeling utterly violated. So, senior year was a tough one. On top of all the obvious stress senior year brings, my grandma was sent home on hospice to live out her last days. Since mom was the only one of her kids who had enough space, added with the fact I was an only child and grown (son has 2 kids, other daughter has 3), it was an added bonus she could at least be in a place where it was quiet so she could relax. That meant mom and I would alternate nights to stay with her, and get her what she needed. Which meant no sleep, which I didn’t mind at all, considering I was used to it, due to the workload from school, so all that really changed my nights was going from doing my homework in my room, to our spare bedroom where she stayed.Lastly, I was sick ALL THE TIME. my immune system has always been shit, but I guess the overall stress increased that issue, so I lost count of hospital visits for severe issues after 15 times. From the time school let out to around 7pm everyday, the entire family would come over to hang out, all the little ones knowing by now it was a mandatory whisper zone, until they reached my room. She was still very aware of everything (she was sent during the second school week, passed three days before graduation) and would constantly get onto the adults for not letting her precious little grand babies play. That if she heard them get onto the kids one more time she would, and I quote, “STRANGLE Y’ALL WITH MY OXYGEN TUBE,” which will forever be the funniest damn thing out of that woman’s mouth. Thursday night, of the week before spring break, her eldest decided to stay the night so mom and I could have a break, and I especially could get some sleep. After finally being cleared to go back to school from double pneumonia (profusely begging my teachers to send my work so I wouldn’t have to play catch-up and them finally giving in, as they knew my situation), I’d only have a half-day going back, as our annual choir trip left school at 12 on the Friday before break, and came back home the night before Monday of break. I was especially excited for that. Most of that night was spent packing my bag, as I’d only just gotten out of the hospital the day before, so I got my shower, and was finally in bed by 12:30, a first for me. I start to dose of until I hear a “click” from my doorknob. It was an old house, and my doorknob had to be twisted a certain way to properly open, those unknowing to that always thought it was locked. Assuming it was my aunt, I said, “Just twist the other way, it’s unlocked,” then heard a muffled male voice say, “oh shit” Sincerely hoping it was my imagination, and not what I knew for a FACT it was deep down, I sat up, and the shadow of feet I desperately hoped for weren’t there. And the fear set in because, well the only other door apart from my closet was one which led to the backyard. See, just two years before, the house was robbed, as we lived in a fairly secluded area. Three other people on our street, but that was it. What door did the first guys use to get in? My door. And it wasn’t by picking locks, they kicked it in. Which wasn’t an easy fix as it had a new deadbolt installed when we moved in, so their kicks ripped up the frame AND part of my wall. Even two years after the fact it still scared me to even be near the door, so I leapt out of bed and bolted to my mom and stepdad’s room. Being he was a heavy sleeper, he heard none of our conversation but was highly pissed the next morning mom didn’t wake him up. Every time I said, “mom I know what I heard” she just met it with, “you’re just sleep deprived. Go back to bed.” So I did, and don’t remember how exactly I fell asleep, but my mom woke me up with, there’s a sheriff outside who needs to speak with you, no questions until you’re out there. We’re trying to do this without alarming your grandma.” So, I spent the next few minutes explaining what I heard, all while my stepdad gave mom a death glare and mom gave me an apologetic look. I later learned, there were tracks leading to that very door, and every single car that had unlocked doors was broken into and raided. Tires were then slashed. Luckily the only thing they got from us was a bb-gun my stepdad was in the midst of repairing for his little nephew, and all the napkins from his glove compartment? One of the officers ended up taking me to school that day with a late pass. Mom and my stepdad called off work, and an e-mail was sent to all my teachers that I was allowed to go out in the hall and answer my phone at any time that day if it rang, no questions asked. By the time we were set to leave, I called one last time to check in and all was good. Came back to news that those stupid fucks used one of the stolen credit cards, that’d already been canceled by that point (duh), at our local gas station to attempt purchasing a $2 drink and were caught after they proceeded to threaten the cashier when the card didn’t work... with the fucking BB gun that didn’t even work from my stepdad’s car. So after pulling the silent alarm whilst being in one of probably the most traumatizing moments of her life, she triggered the silent alarm with her knee. Upon realizing the gun didn’t work they were about to run. And run they did, about six steps until police opened the doors. So, extremely scary, but they got caught.

To be perfectly honest with you rSlash, I hear these types of stories done to death on other channels that do creepy pasters and horror stories from Reddit and all that. However, I find that I seem to prefer when you do them because you are not trying to add some scary atmosphere to it like putting on a voice and putting background music on, and then you comment about ti after and I like it. Keep it up :D

When Rslash doesn’t upload at 9am EST Me: *BBBBRRUUHHHH*

Damn, the young cop and last story were definitely! Horror story level lmao... Terrifying to imagine lol, glad they got away safely.

I had something similar happen as the young cop. I had come out of work, wearing my cowboy hat and duster, and headed into the parking garage when an attractive young woman stopped me and asked me to give her a ride up the street. I'm a very nice guy and said sure. She climbed into my pickup truck and gave me directions down the street. I realized we were headed into the very bad part of town so I reached down under my duster and adjusted my equipment belt for better access. It was at this point that she noticed my badge and belt. She directed me behind a building and, of course, there were a group of men waiting there. She quickly shook her head at one of the men, jumped out of my truck and ran to them. I left.

You can use dating apps, just meet in a public space lol. Don’t go to a random field. Coffee, restaurant, movie theatre, whatever.

*kid sees convicted killer* Killer: I’m the bad guy **DUH**

Holy shit, that methhead story at the end is really scary! I never considered that kind of trick and I know I'd totally fall for it. Thank god, OP was both more aware than I would have been- in fact, thanks OP and Slash combined for making this aware to me.

Before video: The stories are gonna be weird tinder stories or something. After video: WOOOOOO BOY PARANOIA OVERDRIVE!!

..Is someone watching me? It's the middle of the day, and yet, I have the feeling of someone in my attic... maybe an unknown trespasser is wandering outside my house. Pfft, of course not After all, it's just a feeling, right?

day 16 of asking rSlash for the puppy blooper full video

D: these let not meet stories about people being in the ceiling and stuff has me looking about my room and you've just reminded me that there was a spider in my room before on my ceiling but now I cant find it.

Those last two stories scared me shitless. I don't think I'd be able to continue with my life after an event like that

the first story reminds me of something that happened when I was a highschooler. me and this girl were volunteering at an art museum, and on our break, we went exploring. we came to this long, empty corridor with locked doors on either side and a dead end. suddenly, there was a man behind us. we didnt want to seem weird or suspicious, so we kept walking, and pretended not to see him. he walked with us, and soon, the distance between us and him was closing. just as he's nearly behind us, he says, "i'm not following you or anything." turns out he really wasnt, he ended up going into one of the doors and left us alone. he still made it really awkward by saying that though, and i will always remember that moment.

I am actually upset there has not been any r/Treelaw for so long

*Me, who is a weird dude* : "Weird dudes who find my wallet, let's not meet." *Me, who is a pennyless weird dude* : Sweet! Free money!

"One of my classes ended at 10:30pm" And cue, my alarm for 10:30am...

The last story made me felt that these people in the truck were zombies lol the way OP described them makes me feel like they r actually zombies

Holy cow that last one! Oh my god I am shook. I'm imagining zombie looking people and I'm terrified.

I already survived one attempted murder. I've been making sure that never happens again ever since.

Family: gets traumatized by crazy man. Rslash: Laughs

I love country living, but the crime is a downside. It is rare, but with so few people traveling the back roads, criminals target those homes. It is a major reason that there are so many gun owners, who keep them loaded.

Third story, the second I heard what the neighbor said first, I immediately thought *Ok, what’s this guy on*

So you mean a yellow track jacket and black track pants Ahh it’s Boris

Shouldn't listen to these before sleeping...

Buy a quality handgun, get real defensive training (not just the permit class), and CARRY IT.

That first one was spoopy Like damn I'd be up all night wondering what the hell they would have done if they managed to get in

The crazy neighbor with the jeep. I think he was drunk and thought O.P house was his

"I'm not a bad guy." "Yes. Yes, you are."

I remember when I lived on my own, I'm a female and at the time I was 19 and at 2 in the morning there was suddenly pounding on the door. I cautiously went and peeked through the blinds of my kitchen window which was pointed at the walkway to my front door. luckily it wasn't anything like these stories, it was just my big sister and her (at the time) fiancé (now husband), they had just left one of the bars that were about a 10 minute walk from my apartment and they had to pee, they lived on the other side of town and couldn't hold it till they got home (luckily they were walking instead of driving drunk). I let them use my bathroom and told them to call me when they got home so I would know they got back ok, they apparently forgot. so I called later after I woke up, they didn't even remember going to my place, getting home or even leaving the bar, they were that drunk, but at least they got home ok.

Oh boy now i can go sleep and wake up at 2 or 3 in the afternoon. Thanks rslash. :)

Hi! I love your videos! Keep up the good work! (I’m early?)

Man, Opie has had a hard life after the events of the Andy Griffith Show.

This video could really have used a brief moment of silence after that story about the murderer casing the guy's house. My mind was still wrapped up in the horror of it, and rSlash just went on rambling in the background

Day 6 of asking rSlash to censor out Swear words with Yugo barking.

Does rslash read the comments because if so gET AN INSTAGRAM I WANNA BOMBARD YOU WITH FANART Edit: ok how did I get all these likes and a heart

My mom told me a similar story to the creepy one at the end. When she was 22 (a few years before I was born), she got pulled over by someone she thought was a cop. This was at night, so I guess he had flashing lights. He told her to follow him to the police station but he then took her into a really sketchy neighborhood. My mom, sensing that something was fishy, turned around and sped off only to get pulled over by actual, legitimate cops. Once she told them the story, they went looking for the guy and they actually found him. My mom had to testify against him in court, and apparently he'd done this before. Scary...

me,on a sunday night with school tommorow:oh yeah i should watch this video

I love your videos. You should do some nice guy/girl or neckbeard!!! :)

Almost every one of these situations, a responsible gun owner is the only thing keeping these people from certain doom. These are examples of exactly why we have our second amendment.

I'm just really glad that killer outside the window story didn't go the direction I thought. when OP said that they only had the dog for a lil while I was worried that the mom was gonna explain that someone had killed it in their backyard. few😥 that was a relief

I officially cannot read the word "Bizzare" without thinking of Jojo's Bizarre Adventure. Oof

*I sWeAr I'm NoT a BaD gUy.* *Yeah that lies about as fake as my heterosexuality* -sips gay coffee-

OP: I almost died as a kid rSlash: Hah nerd, you could've died

That last one is just one of the reasons why I want an all around dash cam system with infrared lighting (all exterior mounted).....but that would coat a good bit more then I have...lol I hope you have a great day & be safe.

the story of the murderer casing the house legitimately gave me goosebumps - that's fucked up. And it reminds me of a story my friend told when we were teenagers. He was laying on his couch which was under a big picture window that went along the left side of the front of the house when looking at it from the road. He got a funny feeling when laying there and got up to see if he could find the source of his uneasiness. When he got up and threw off the blankets to stand up, he looked at the window and lo and behold, there was a guy staring in the window with a rather strange and blank look on his face. He screamed bloody murder in shock and his mother came running in from her bedroom. He told her what was going on and she told him to get back downstairs into the basement. She looked out the door and couldn't see anyone and went back inside. She consoled him and told the guy was gone. With it being the winter time, when they got up in the morning and looked out again, they saw footprints from the road leading to the window and then away from the window back to the road, and disappeared when they lead to some tire tracks. Nothing ever happened like that again but I never stayed at his house again after he told me that. His house was out in the farmlands around a small Canadian town and pretty isolated from other places. Just creepy as hell and always makes lock all doors and windows even though I live in a city now. Fuck that place lol

if you dont stop uploading videos THIS LATE I WILL CALL THE SWAT TEAM ON YOU

Keep up with the good content r slash I love your videos

Why doesn’t this channel have more subscribers. This channel deserves more because it’s the best

Yeah that girl was lying when she said they weren’t going to hurt him. It’s a good thing Op had this “I’m invincible” mentality otherwise he wouldn’t been alive today.

Why am I not first? I'm suing Rslash, U hacking grunt!!!

Me: letsnotmeet stands for lets not meet Child me: let snot meet

Regardless of the 'nice area' you may live in, ALWAYS lock your doors. You don't know those people, and never know what could happen. It takes half a second, and could prevent a bad situation from happening.

oh my god i've been looking for the story around 10 minutes for like a year. i remember either reading or hearing it years ago and it being wild and wanting to read it again, and i searched so many times, i can't believe i finally found it again

So this is what comments are like early on well ladies and gentleman hold on to your butts its gonna be a wild one

WHERE IS THE HECKING PUPPY BLOOPERS

I love r/choosingbeggars but this was a nice change of pace. Loved this one!

i’ve been in a situation like this before when i was young..it was terrifying honestly

when u early but don’t know what to comment *bRuH*

Just wanted to say that I love your vids.

Imagine how terrifying a dashcam recording of that last story would be...

My date: I’m robbing you and killing you in the middle of nowhere Me:*pulls out a rocket launcher and shooting intensifies*

Me: Oh I'm assuming these are scary stories Title: #funnyredditposts

_My hot tinder date tried to murder me_ Me: kinda like...... Oh no....!! *HIGHSCHOOL DXD INTENSIFIES*

i wish he'd do these again, he's the only person that can read scary stories and not have me pissing myself with fear

The music he uses to go with these is what makes the stories that much creepier!

Me and my dad had the same thing happen to us but my dad had a gun tho and the guys ran and I ran after them

That last story when I see the group charging is when I would’ve drawn my handgun and went to town

2:24 “Ok..... I’m not a bad guy, just so you know” LOL

we need some subtle lets not meets, like when you meet that one kid who eats kit kat in those *horrendous bites*. well to the kid that eats kit kats like that, lets not meet.

I will sue you if your videos are not long enough i subscribed to you and liked your videos i demand a longer video! Thanks 😊

This subreddit should really be about people trying to meet up online that seem unnerving and dodgy... Like, seriously, they already met. :/

Thanks for posting this video, I really enjoyed listening to it. Hope you're having a wonderful day!

in regards to the last story, never forget, your car is a weapon :)

“Just so you know I’ve been waiting for this moment my whole life!”-to the trespassers as I rack my shotgun and ready my side arm. “Ok google play it’s begun” Creedance Clearwater Blair’s in the other room.

''Ok... I'm not a bad guy, just so you know'' *SPEECH 100*

stories like some of these that involve people looking in through windows are why i never open the blinds in my bedroom (i live in a single story house with the window in my room facing the street). actually, a few months ago, i was woken up at like three in the morning to a rapid tapping on my window. there’s no shrubbery of any kind in front of it and the tree in our front yard is far enough away the branches don’t hit it. i was so terrified i was shaking, and when i finally gathered the courage to look over, there wasn’t *any* unusual silhouette through the blinds, no people or animals or anything and it stopped right as i looked over. i asked my roommate the next morning if she had been locked out and tapped on my window to try and wake me up so i’d open the door for her (i keep my phone on do not disturb at night so it doesn’t wake me, im a somewhat light sleeper) and she said she didn’t. my dad said it was probably a bird or a cat or something, but there’s no ledge or anything in front of my window for an animal to hop up on, and it sounded like it was coming from the center of the window. i still have no idea if it was real or some kind of auditory hallucination, but i don’t have schizophrenia or anything and usually my sleep paralysis hallucinations are visual only on the rare chance i actually have one

Op:"I heard stories about people playing dead..." Me 🤔: "oh yeah, welcome to Brasil ;)"