The $1,000,000 Story...
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Terry was a piece of bread who was always crushed by the weight of expectation. his parents, Thomas and Trish were known as incredible pieces of toast by the entire loaf, and all bread whose name starts with T are destined to be toast. Terry waited for days, but the day had never come, so he grew old and moldy until he was eventually thrown away. Sadly, Terry didn't know that he was always destined to fail, because Terry was a loaf end.
Terry me a piece of bread
For ross,
The bread was sweating from the heat. The journey to get here was hard, but they were so glad they were chosen for the Toaster job. They were so worried they’d get stuck with a crummy job, like duck feed or dog medicine assistance, or even worse, left to mold. But here they were, a slice of bread, just short of overwhelmed by the heat, becoming the ideal form of toast. It got to the point where the bread passed out, but they were peaceful as they were finally fulfilling their job, they were made into toast, buttered, and served with some eggs and grits.
Thank you for this breadly story
I'm sobbing. Such an emotional roller coaster.
Now Max will finally have the money he promised his friends in GGD episodes
I love these types of videos, just hearing them tell stories to each other is nice. Anyways, once upon a time, there was a piece of bread named Bream. He lived happily with his family in a bread loaf , but he was even more happy when he was taken out of the bag, and taken near the toaster with butter nearby. He was rubbed with a knife with butter on it on both sides, and put into the left side of a toaster and he heard a click as he was lowered down inside of it. Then he became toast, and was eaten. The end.
There was a lawn chair by the name of Larry, he was kept in the garage wishing and hoping that one day he will finally be taken out, and used on the lawn like the other lawn chairs. And the day never came as he broke and was thrown into a bonfire. The end.
The way Pooki just entered the call and then just left was amazing.
The idle conversations you two have in parkour videos are a delight because they’re so unique and curiously thought provoking
Hello Max & Ross,
I have made it to 18:27 and I'd just like to say, thank you guys for making all these videos. I'm 22 and someone who goes through depression and so thank you for all the amazing and hilarious videos. I can't tell you how much I laugh at your content. Thank you for making all these videos. You guys are amazing, your friends are amazing, and I look forward to more funny moments.
I hope you're both doing well and enjoy your day.
And here's a sort toast story for Ross.
There once was a bread who wanted to be toasted, he wanted to be part of a blt, but his family would say "no, be apart of normal sandwich, don't be toasted."
On day the bread found a toaster, so against his family's wishes, he turned it on, put the setting to medium and hopped in. No long after he popped out. Little did he know another peice of bread was in the other slot. They fell in love and made a blt together.
The end.
Is the story worth a million dollars or is it about a million dollars? I think both.
This was it, the moment jimmy had been waiting his whole short life for. He’d seen his Friends pop out of the taster before but he was more ready then ever to do it himself. 3.. 2.. and 1. He was flung out of the toaster at sutch a speed that he went flying out of a window and then into orbit. Never had he imagined going this far Beyond, this was even better then his wildest dreams, this was better then he could have ever hoped for, he was now god! And he lived happily ever after, the end 😀
This story was pretty neat
Since you told us to. I just want to say, these recent videos have been delightful! You all feel, unleashed, in a way, free to do whatever you guys want to do, and that's always fun to see. Keep being awesome guys!
the toast had lived its whole life inside his house with his siblings but had been taken out of his home by a gigantic monster and put in a warm new home….. by himself he waited and waited to jump out and finally see his family again his mind twisted by isolation until finally he sees the light after months of being alone and warm too warm he comes out a broken mind his family watching in horror as he gets eaten while he doesn’t even recognize them while larry the lawn-chair sheds a tear for this tragedy in which he watched from the cracked garage door for he had never been used and lives with other garage items like the freezer and he sympathizes with the toast
Both themes is a power move
a slice of toast is happily wanting to be eaten by whoever is cooking it in the toaster so as soon as the toast popped out of the toaster the person who was waiting fifteen mins to eat their piece of toast with sum delicious jelly on it, they finally got to eat their jelly piece of toast for lunch.
also max what type of bread do u like n would u eat that type toasted with jelly on it ? :]]
Rose hasn't replied but I appreciate it
@@williamneill592 *Ross
@@AZMeow sorry autocorrect can be a bitch
Hey Ross, I know you're looking through looking for toast/lawn chair stories, I don't have one, I just wanted to say you're an amazing human and have a nice day 💜
Hi Max, I hope you're having an amazing day as well, you're amazing, watching your videos always makes my day.
I remember reading The Giver at school, it got depressing near the end because of the CLIFFHANGER, like do Jonas and Gabe make it out of their messed up community alive, buy the next book 💀
I didn’t even know there was a sequel.
Honestly I remember liking the giver
@@bookishnewt8468 THERES A SEQUEL
There are four books the giver is the first in the Series @math
@@alexgood2328 SINCE WHEN??
I've really enjoyed the videos where you and Ross just ask each other questions and talk. It's refreshing to see you guys enjoy yourselves, especially in parkour videos when they aren't insanely difficult. They've become my go to videos to listen to while I'm doing homework (technically class work since my courses are online)
I have something to tell Max and Ross.
You guys have always been my favorite UA-camrs no matter what you do, who you worked for, or what happened. You guys always make me laugh, and always there with videos when I’m sad. I just wanted to say thank you and I pretty sure I speak for all your viewers when I say-
WE ALL APPRECIATE YOUR EXISTENCE MAX AND ROSS❤️💛🖤🤍
I'm a couple weeks behind in content because life is crazy right now, and I don't usually comment just because I feel like I don't have anything to say that wasn't already said, or a feel stupid writing comments if that makes any sense. But I lurk here I watch pretty much every video because you are my comfort UA-camr max. But I generally also really enjoy spending a while after finishing the video scrolling through the comments. But thanks for creating videos Max, me and my mental health really appreciate it
Tommy toast was super excited. He had always wanted to be sold. He'd been at the store for three weeks. Finally, it was his time in the clearance section.
An elderly lady grabbed him out. He was on manager discount; 30 cents.
Tommy, the loaf of bread, was so excited to be bringing home.
He said to all the other loaves of bread on the shelves, "Ha, guys! Look at me! I'm finally being sold!"
And the other loaves went, "You're never gonna get toasted, Tommy!"
And Tommy went, "Yeah? I am gonna get toasted!"
And so the lady takes Tommy home, and he gets put into the cupboard.
Tommy starts thinking to himself, 'I can't wait to get toasted.'
A jar of jam lights up, "Yeah kid? You think you gettin' toasted?"
Tommy replied back, "Well, of course I'm getting toasted, that's what you do with bread!"
Suddenly, a carrot that was on the shelf goes, "I wish!"
Suddenly, the old lady came into the cupboard and grabbed.. for the fruit snacks.
Everyone in the pantry let out a collective sigh.
Tommy went, "Well shooter shoots! I thought I was gonna get picked!"
Suddenly, Jam spoke up again, "You don't get it, kid. You don't wanna get picked."
Tommy went, "Ha! That's just silly. Of course I wanna get picked!"
Suddenly, the cabinet door opened again.
The old lady entered, grabbed Tommy.
"Oh boy, I'm gettin' picked!!"
"Good luck, kid," said the jam.
"I can't wait!"
And then lady opened Tommy.
"Oh, god!" Tommy screamed, as he was opened up.
The lady grabs at the slices of his soft, squishy body.
Tommy, still open, lies in agony as he watches the lady toast his flesh.
Perhaps the Jam was right.
oh god this was perfect to read and listen to
I hope you guys know that your senses of humor make many people, including me, have so much joy in these trying times. I am currently struggling in my last courses in college and your videos help me in some dark moments. Thank you.
By the way Ross, they extend the expiration date for frozen foods, so yes it is weird to eat them past the date.
Commenting because Max told me to.
Max and/or Ross, what is your favourite Canadian thing? A thing from Canada, can be a concept, a physical object, a person/celebrity, even a stereotype.
Once there was a toaster in an apartment. No one knows if it was faulty wiring or a factory error, but whenever bread was inserted it would always be burnt regardless of the settings selected. Then on one late night when the resident of the apartment got home from a late shift, he inserted a single slice of bread into his toaster. Knowing full well it would burn, he but ice in with the bread so it would not burn. Instead, the ice melted and damaged the toaster to a point of no return. The apartment and the surrounding building burned into ash, all except the single slice of bread now elegantly crisped with a golden brown sheen. Perfection isn’t without a few flaws... and casualties.
11:58 this is actually pretty relatable with my classmates not focusing and not doing their class work, Had to drop out of IT class because of that bs.
Thank you Max for posting so often. I love listening to your chats as I crochet or do other crafts! Thank you max and thank you Ross for making my days brighter
I honestly love how they are able to pretty much make this a therapy session for themselves. Guess I made it far into the video for asked question. My only question for you Max is honestly, how is Figaro and Galileo? I unfortunately do not have much if any social media and I really cherish your videos. So thank you for what you do and keep being you
I love your videos, they have helped me through very very dark times and are still helping me through another tough time, thank you so so very much.
i love how Max and Ross talk about these things and also do parkour at the same time but barely talk about the parkour, these stories are awesome and also interesting to listen too. I spend time listening to these stories while waiting for one of my devices to charge. Max and Ross, stay hydrated and keep up the work.
Hey max the largest word I know is “Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia” it’s the phobia of long words u say it like “hippo-pot-o-mon-stros-us-squip-a-dalio-phobia” I hope u have fun figuring it out ur my favorite UA-camr there’s not been a video I’ve skipped or missed I hope you have an wonderful day/afternoon/or night I appreciate your existence:)
The story of the lawn-chair named Larry.
Larry the lawn chair was in the thrift store because he was donated by someone that didn’t want him anymore. Everyday he thought he would be purchased and he never was, until 4th of July when he was finally bought, he was so excited to be used, then he was brought to a party and someone sat in him to watch fireworks. He was used a lot after that too, then he finally broke and was sadly thrown away.😢
the end
(I’m bad at stories xD so I literally couldn’t think of anything else qwq)
Love listening to the different things they talk about in these types of videos
Breadly was nervously waiting in the toaster. Today was the day he would finally join the other pieces of breads and turn a new leaf to the toasty side. After waiting what felt like ages, Breadly and the others were pushed down into the toaster. Slowly it started to heat up and bake Breadly onto a golden crisp. Sadly the human forgot to turn down the timer and Breadly and the others burned in the toaster and were tossed away. Breadly become Burntly.
My notifications went screwy, and I missed a bunch of videos! But I'm back now and your guys' content still brightens my day! thank you and have a wonderful day!
I never comment but I mean I guess I’ll listen to the instructions. Recently started college and it’s been eh. you and two other UA-camrs are pretty much my sole entertainment for the day, besides Binding of Isaac and Stardew Valley. So thanks for being super entertaining and making my college days brighter!
Freezing things extends the expiration but you should be aware of the food item because it depends on the type of food. Some cookie dough doubles in shelf life span in the freezer, some only gain a few weeks
Crums journal, entry 11, it's my first day tomorrow and I'm so excited, I have been studying for years and practicing for months for my presentation and I think it finally has payed off, I'm going to the shiniest new touster it was just resentully painted a marvelous red and I'm gonna pot out at the perfect time, golden brown, and my boss was saying I might even get a butter raise if I do wellI'm so excited.
For Max,
I absolutely love your videos and enjoy the banter you and your friends do. I also love when you "fight" with your friends. Whenever I am sad your videos absolutely make my day better. Also I love Ross's story because I have seen sausage party
Hey max, have you ever completed a sudoku, ask Ross and Krista too pls
Loving bread -A short story
Bread was thinking about Butter again. Butter was a forgetful angel with pretty ankles and blonde fingernails.
Bread walked over to the window and reflected on his pretty surroundings. He had always loved clean The kitchen with its straight, squashed Sink, fridge, knife, toaster. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel happy.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a forgetful figure of Butter .
Bread gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a loving, virtuous, heat drinker with chubby ankles and fragile fingernails. His friends saw him as a leaking, little lover. Once, he had even revived a dying, person.
But not even a loving person who had once revived a dying, person, was prepared for what Butter had in store today.
The wind blew like loving gerbils, making Bread stressed. Bread grabbed a rough knife that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.
As Bread stepped outside and Butter came closer, he could see the unsteady glint in his eye.
"I am here because I want Love," Butter bellowed, in a peculiar tone. He slammed his fist against Bread's chest, with the force of 7701 guppies. "I frigging love you, Bread ."
Bread looked back, even more stressed and still fingering the rough knife. "Butter, I dont know if i can love you," he replied.
They looked at each other with relaxed feelings, like two melted, mutated mice smiling at a very malicious breakfast, which had hard metal music playing in the background and two virtuous uncles partying to the beat.
Bread regarded Butter's pretty ankles and blonde fingernails. He held out his hand. "Let's not fight," he whispered, gently.
"Hmph," pondered Butter.
"Please?" begged Bread with puppy dog eyes.
Butter looked ecstatic, his body blushing like a knowing, knotty kettle.
Then Butter came inside for a nice drink of heat.
THE END
By: Aspen
18:50 For Ross,
There once was a slice of bread named Clyde. He’d lived his life in a suffocating plastic prison alongside his family. Packed tight against his siblings Clyde longed for a way out. A way to breach the blurred beyond and live independent of his fellow slices.
One day, cold air seeped into the bag as a shadow pulled one of the ends wide. It was the escape Clyde had yearned for and yet he found himself frozen in place. Unable to move in the presence of one from the blurred beyond. He was awestruck by the being. A pale figure, with limbs sticking out of all angles and creases cutting across its surface. The writhing mass wrapped itself around another slice and disappeared sealing the bag in its wake. As the air staled, he clung shaking to the other slices. Whispers filled the plastic, a mix of disbelief and horror at the scene they’d all witnessed.
Clyde couldn’t hear a single word.
He was captivated by what little he could see of the pale one beyond the bag. More limbs. Colored limbs. Stretching across plains, ripping them open only to seal them again. His brethren, once clutched tight, had been dropped at some point to allow for more reality tearing stunts. It was almost beyond comprehension. The being was like nothing and yet meant everything. It emboided what Clyde could not reach. It embodies the vast expanse beyond the bag, the freedom he sought so desperately. Unable to tear himself away he watched as the other slice was lifted once more, dropped into a box, and then observed. The being, infinite as it was, had become still just to watch that other puny slice. Clydes insignificant sibling resurfaced. The being met it with limbs once more and then as quickly as they’d risen devoured his sibling whole.
Clyde now realized why he’d been so drawn to the outside. Why he’d yearned for release his whole life. He didn’t want independence, to be one beyond the whole, no he wanted to be chosen. Clyde shook once more as revelations courses through him. He wanted to be the one joined with the being. To experience true freedom and all its flavors. He deserved to know liberation at the hands of the blurred beyond.
Clyde was living to be toasted. To ascended as his sibling did. To become one with his god.
Hey Max. I was actually just thinking about this, but I watch your vids everyday at work and you are the only daily poster I watch consistently. I've been watching since the office days and while I've changed a lot, you guys are always funny. Thanks my guy.
Also, what's your red head ratio now? (How much red hair you still got)
And what's Galileo's best and worst habit?
I love these walk and talk parkour videos so calming
Larry the lawnchair, at least that was his name for most of his life. He had gained this nickname when on an unfortunate summer day while running around the pool much to the dismay of the lifeguards, he slipped on a banana peel secretly placed by Johnathon the giant his banana was the size of a small dog and when the peels were placed they could not be avoided. After tripping on Johnathon's peel he started to stumble and slide along the slick ground surrounding the pool, calling for help hoping some kind soul will grab him, stopping his inevitable descent. Everyone turned to stare at him causing him to realize even more how big of a situation he was in than he saw someone he was most of all not hoping to see; his boss, Paulie, you see Larry worked for a security company generally providing protection to malls, stores, and sometimes personal problems but one thing that Paulie had stress was to never appear weak in public because if he did he would not be as respected as a controlling force. So this realization that Paulie himself was here was very frightening indeed. Larry struggled to right himself so that he won't fall but he did not steady he continued to slip and slide about. Then like an angel descending from the heavens, he saw his escape a lawn chair he thought to himself if only I can get there I can slide into the lawnchair and sit down and act as if nothing had happened at all so he slid over trying his best to avoid the people frozen in awe at his outcries. He finally felt relief since he had started slipping 5 minutes ago but he could also sense the immense amount of eyes trained on him. He was almost there, to the lawnchair he remembers it just like it was yesterday, a chair with intertwining lines of stretched plastic and a light metal frame they were attached to. He turned away from the lawnchair to let himself fall into it but at that moment his foot had caught a rock which caused his calculation to go to waste because as he landed in the chair his leg went long and he instead of sitting in it got his leg pinched between the plastic. He could hear the ocean of laughter immediately and his face turned as red as the clip-on tie around Paulie's neck. He tried with all his strength to separate himself from the chair but nothing was working nothing could free him from this humiliation, then he heard the chanting "LARRY THE LAWNCHAIR LARRY THE LAWNCHAIR" this chant went on and on for what felt like hours while he desperately worked to remove himself he kicked and pushed and pulled until he realized he had kicked to far and he felt himself being enveloped by the cool clear water of the pool. He closed his eyes begging for someone to help him somebody to save him from this torture. A splash caused his eyes to shoot open being stung by the chemical in the water he saw his savior swimming towards him while the sun above silhouetted the person. His savior pulled him out of the water and ripped off the lawn chair from his leg. It took a few seconds for Larry's eyes to adjust but when they did he saw, Paulie someone that Larry had never expected to come to his aid but lucky he was wrong, and these words that Paulie uttered Larry will never forget "Don't kick a lawnchair you dummy" And that was how Larry the Lawnchair had gotten his famous nickname.
Beautiful
It was indeed majestic
“Today was my day. The day I become a real toast. I was put in the toaster where the heat intensified. Sweat dripped across my crispy face. Excitement filled my yeast as the timer was closing to an end. *ping* I flew through the air elegantly, the morning sun giving me a vibrant glow,complimenting my crusts. I was placed on a silver platter to be served as the toast i was descant to be”
I am now in college. There is an awful toaster in the kitchen. The toaster is full of crumbs and is a fire hazard. I had a braze piece of bread that i put in because i was desperate. IT toasted so well and didnt catch on fire. But right after the toast and I destroyed the toaster. I named the toast Bread and bread became my roomate.
My home was lit yet eviction was near. I did not send my rent and my time was due. As it should be. I awaited this day. The day to finally leave this world and give a new to someone’s morning. I could hear my timer ticking closer to the end. With a loud ring my body was launched up through the big slit of the sky. Tanned bod caught in the firm and gentle grasp of my landlord. At last peace. No worry for rent. No worries for anything. With it all. It ended with a *crunch*
I accepted your challenge Ross.
Larry the lawn chair longed to travel the world. Only being on the cold concrete of the Smith family porch. Until one day the youngest kid, Chelsea, folded Larry up and held him in a hug as she stood by the family car. Larry was confused about why the family started to pack the car of towels, bags, and his fellow lawn chairs. Before Larry knew it, Chelsea grabbed him from the trunk. She started running as she waved Larry over her head. Larry soon felt warm sand under his support bar. The ocean rolled up the shore spraying his plastic with salt water. For once Larry felt like he was home.
Run home larry! Run on home tyty
There once was a piece of bread, named Breadington the Bread, and today was his first birthday (which is like the equivalent of 18 in human years), meaning he was eligible to become a piece of toast. As he walked his way to the toast house he was smiling with excitement all the way there. He signed all his paperwork and was ready to become toast. He hopped in and began his honorable transition, from bread to toast. As the time grew closer to his transformation becoming complete, he grew eager to become toast. And when he least expected it, he heard the ding and popped out with joy, and all his family came to celebrate him finally becoming Toastington the Toast!
The end
Hi Max and Ross!! my name is Liz and ive been watching you guys' content since before you had your own yt accounts as content creators. you guys brighten my life and i look forward to your content every day. i've seen every Goose Goose Duck video multiple times because it literally helps me sleep at night.
All this to say, i am one of you guys' biggest fans and i appreciate your existences :)
P.S. Pet Figaro, Galileo, and Charlie for me!!! (the cat not- not the- yeah you get it ok you get it)
A piece of bread was going to the salon to tan. It arrived and payed and got inside the tanning booth. Little did the piece of bread know that the tanning booth was actually a toaster, which proceeded to burn it to a crisp. It died never knowing what it had gotten itself into or what it’s eternal fate would be.
Max I've been watching your vids since 2016 ngl that randomizer phase got after awhile but still even then you guys made the best videos and make me so happy ,okk byee
19:44 sounds like it would be a musical
What is your favorite minigame you made? FYI I love most of them
I agree with ross with the frozen food 😭 we freeze stuff all the time and when we dethaw it it’s fine…
also the longest word i know is Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis
ive only ever had 3 jobs; food (frozen yogurt and boba), food (pretzels), and current is retail (jams and jellies) and i have been LOVING retail,, which i find funny cuz so many ppl say don’t work retail,, but yknow everyone is different :)
I walk into the kitchen. The apartment is quiet and still. With my sheepish eyes I looked over at the toaster. Strangely the knob was down with no toast or warmth. “Must be broke” I mumble to myself. As I move to get a cup I hear plastic rustle and I turn around quickly startled to see the bread bag moving. I slowly walk over. The bread bag looked normal but it moved like a caterpillar. I rushed to the cupboard and grabbed tangs and picked up the bag. I moved it around to put it in the trash but when I moved the bread was in the direction of the toaster the whole time. I moved the bread over to the toaster and it vibrated violently---
…. Larry cried because Ross changed the story and now no one wants to sit on him. The End.
Thank you Max and Ross for always making my day better, even when I’m having a bad day, your videos never fail to make me smile. You both have done so much for my metal health and I don’t think I can thank you both enough.
Thank you both for always being amazing. Watching you for years and it's still my favorite thing everyday. I'm also intrigued that you've watched Eddsworld, I loved their old videos and the reboot that came out recently. The throwbacks have been intense recently and I'm loving them. Again thank you, it's so refreshing. I hope you both are going well!!
you are so right for the favorite game being botw thing. that game is so goddamn good. i cant wait for the sequel (?) next May. also, as a writer, i feel obligated to do this.
This was it. He had endured what seemed like hours in the slowly burning box that a hand that seemed unnaturally large placed him into. He was ecstatic, whispering to the piece next to him,
"I can't believe it's finally time!"
She giggled and replied, "Me too. I wonder what happens after!"
He heard a sound and began to see the light from the kitchen above him. The hand grabbed him again, and the person attached to it groaned and grumbled.
"This toaster sucks ass. Burnt again?"
With sadness in his heart, the toast accepted his fate as he was thrown into the trash can and forced to wither away with the eggshells in the dark.
THANK GOD I HAVE NOTHING TO DO AY WORK THIS SAVES ME FROM THIS HORRIBLE DAY
When you upload a video, it always makes my day so much better. I always put on one of your videos when I feel stressed and cheers me up. You and your friends always add a bip of charm to things and come up with goofy scenarios. Thank you for being a great person.
Your friendship is really awesome. My best friend and I have been friends forever and I'm glad that other people have that connection as well.
I watch these videos while crocheting and it’s so nice
Also short story for Ross.
It was June 6th 1944. Tom had attempted military enlistment to fight in the war, however as a slice of bread he was unable to serve his country in the fight against the Axis of Evil. His Childhood friend Charles was shipped out to the beaches of Normandy. Months went by without Tom receiving any word back from his friend and eventually, he had given up hope on his survival. Plagued with the guilt of not fighting along side his fallen brother, he did what any slice of bread would do and toasted himself. As the light of the heating element slowly roasted his flesh he could only imagine being reunited with Charles once again in the afterlife.
The stories I hated in school: Lord of the Flies, Scarlet Letter, and the monkey's paw
So max, I’m curious because I genuinely love it. How do you guys come up with your questions because when i need to atart off a conversation it never goes so in depth as you guy’s
The million dollar story
A very exciting tale
Including other tales of jobs, school, breaking redstone, and bwed.
I love the way y'all just interact! ☺️ Great parkour!! Keep being awesome guys!
no cuz when ross asked max what he would do with one million i already knew. i would buy all of the albums by TWICE, make myself a quince, buy all of BTS' Albums, make a trip to korea, japan, argentina, and Italy, and then donate the rest. ohoh also buy literally every album i can
Just comment (that one’s for you Max 18:51) and Ross, ahem, his day had come. Jerry the loaf was so excited. His day had come, the anticipation building up inside him like the heat that was slowly cooking him. He felt the toaster tense as the heat turned off. Then, all of a sudden, Jerry was launched into the air before landing elegantly onto a plate. The hooman named Pookathy, slapped Jerry with butter. Pookathy gazed at Jerry longingly as they embraced each other… ah sh*t, this turned into a JerryxPooki fanfic oh well, hope you enjoyed 😂
Once upon a time, there was a piece of toast. This piece of toast was the chosen one, the chosen piece to be eaten above all pieces. This piece was hidden among the mountains of great YumYum Butter Mountain, where it would sit in its buttery and crispy golden goodness. Along comes this small adventurer named Ruh, he desperately longed for this toast among legends. Rub climbed the great YumYum Butter Mountain, and stop the high peaks he found the toast and ate it, transcending the heavens and becoming the toast.
The darkness consumed him as the light had slowly faded. It was finally Ost’s turn. For several days, he had watched his brothers and sisters go into the toaster, coming out nice and warm, golden brown and crispy. The thought of it made his heart race, he was excited, the moment he had waited days for had finally arrived. As he stood in the darkness of the toaster, he felt a warm sensation, a faint light. This feeling put Ost at ease, he could feel himself slowly drifting in and out of slumber. The warmth that consumed him made him feel quite nostalgic, as if he was back in the oven his family was baked from. Several minutes passed by, but to Ost it felt like months. The warmth had began to fade, and slowly he could feel himself rise back into the light again. Emerging from the toaster, he like his brother next to him was golden brown and crisp. ‘Finally’ he thought to himself, overwhelmed with joy, ‘I have finally been toasted’. He peered over to see his family, in their bag, all cheering and smiling at him. Ost had closed his eyes, with a smile on his face. Forever holding onto this feeling of joy.
I always appreciate that I’m able to watch the video that you’ve posted for the day when I take a break from course work or finally get home.
I wish I could enjoy more by watching your streams, but schedules and life usually don’t align, and that’s okay!
I have no regrets spending some of my free time watching a video of yours! You make good content, and I enjoy watching that content. You’re doing an amazing job, and I really appreciate that.
Hi Max! (and maybe Ross) I have known you guys since Ross' first appearance of Do not Laugh for the one who shall not be named. I want to say how proud I am of you guys for coming so far and for your success.
!!Congratulations!!
My question is if you had to be an inanimate object for one week what would you be?
The twist is no one would know you were that object and could still use you, but you can see and hear everything but can't talk.
as long as the food is tightly sealed it is ok for it to be in the freezer It will not go off as long as its in the freezer when its out of the freezer is will start deteriorating fast. thats why you have to cook it after its unfrozen the its fine it will have a new cell by date about 1 week i say.
Once upon a time there was a piece of bread named Ken waiting for the day they were chosen to be toast. Knowing he was first in line, he was excited to see the HouseOwner prepare for a grilled cheese. As the HouseOwner went to grab some bread Ken would get more and more excited just for him to be pushed aside. Disapointed and distraught he came to realized how unwanted he was. Day after day being pushed aside growing more and more fowel. He was alone, noone but him and his fellow "Otherside" who had already succumb to the mold. Waiting for the end, wanting to just be thrown away, he found a sense of peace as HouseOwner came grabbing the bag. Awaiting the trash he closed his eyes, then, as if sparking the flames in his yeasty heart he heard the stovetop come on. He was going to become a grill cheese. Joy, happines, sadness, anxiety, it was time. He had thought all hope was lost. Tears streaming down his face turning him to a soggy piece of bread, he was inserted into the toaster and let the heat take him knowing he had fulfilled his duty.
THE END
(Yes ross ate a moldy grilled cheese)
I had a bad couple of days at work (I work at a thrift store) and today I made myself a big steak of salmon with rice. It was tasty c:
also, toast story:
There was a little piece of bread named Greg that lived with multiple pieces of bread in a plastic bag. He didn't really get along with everyone else since he was at the very bottom of the bag, an end piece, an unwanted piece of bread according to everyone else. The days went by, slowly but surely, everyone was toasted or used in sandwiches until only Greg and someone he never met were left. Her name was Betty, she was the very first piece of the loaf and like Greg, was unwanted. They got to know each other, became very close in the short time they were untoasted until the college student that bought the loaf opened the cupboard. The college student sighed, not having much to eat that day, decided to toast those 2 end pieces with butter. As Greg and Betty sizzled together on the hot pan the college student decided to use, they intentionally slid close to each other to spend their final moments close, happy to finally be toasted.
Betty was the first to go, shortly after, Greg was picked up to eat, the world turned black around Greg as he thought, 'I'm glad I was wanted, toasted to perfection for my human to eat'.
lawn chair story:
Larry the lawn chair, as affectionately named by the group of college students that lived at the house, wanted one of them to sit on him. One of them had 2 pieces of toast and a bunch of junk food that they brought with to eat as they sat on Larry. Larry was happy to see this one eating and taking a moment to relax on this warm spring day. The moment didn't last long as the college student ran back inside after devouring their food. Once again, Larry was alone, but he didn't mind. As long as he was able to see the group of college students doing fine, he was happy.
Lol sorry if it was long c:
I can write a jingle. (Read in the tune of Mary had a little Lamb)
Trever had a loaf of bread, loaf of bread. Trever had a loaf of bread that was brown as poo. Everywhere where Trever went, Trever went, Trever went. Everywhere where Trever went, he was sure to eat toast. All the little loafs of bread, loafs of bread, loafs of bread. All the little loafs want to become toast. Trever ate them all day long, all day long, all day long. Trever ate them all day long because the toasted bread loved him.
idk man. I tried
Hey Max, i enjoy your videos. Currently I’m home sick but watching you and ross play and just hearing y’all talk makes me feel a lot better. I hope you guys have a nice day😊
If you think about it, all these stories are assuming that these food/objects even WANT to be used in the first place. Humans would be considered gods in their perspective right? And to be created, sold, used, and then discarded, despite not knowing their fate they've glorified being bought. Real sad stuff, makes you wonder: What are they really thinking?
I’ve worked at a retail, and fast food. I currently work at a professional job, and it’s definitely an experience.
I enjoy watching these videos! They make my day everyday ☺️
I can provide a possibly cursed fun fact?
McDonald's once created bubblegum flavored broccoli. They wanted to market towards kids in order to get them to eat more vegetables. So they went with bubblegum.
:)
I'm waiting .I'm waiting and I'm with my partner, it was getting heated ,we were just so excited about what was happening as we waited in our individual slots . We almost got burn out from waiting but then after bout 3 mins a ding sounded and we jumped out with a big smile finally after what seemed like for ever we got tasted with the ding that we heard we also found some one saying "Sara! Ur toast is ready" "ok mom!" We then closed our eye and smiled with content.
How many days has it been, since I, Larry have been tumbling here? Ever since that evil woman, Katrina, wrenched me from my post and battered me around like I was a piece of toast, flying in the wind. I miss my people, I miss my family, the other lawn chairs at Home Depot. Were they taken as well, or did the wrath of the rain and wind only take me. I can only fly around here, and hope for an end to this suffering
One day, there was a slice of bread. It got put on a sandwich. Then, some random person cut off the crust. The bread didn't like that. But then, the person ate the sandwich and the bread got eaten, and it's crust was left behind.
bwed
Bwed
At first there was light, and then darkness. Then the slow steady red glow. Brad the bread slice wasn't sure what was going on, but he was excited. For his short existence something exciting was finally happening. He could hear voice in the background saying arguing over a timer. "It should be longer
" or "This is the perfect setting for perfect toast." For Brad, it didn't matter. He could feel the change happening. His perfectly white bread body turning a golden crispy brown. There was a pop and he began to fly into the air. This is Brad the bread no more. This is Brad the perfect slice of toast.
For Ross.
For Max: You are amazing
Like I said before I love listening to the random conversations you and Ross have while parkouring, they are so funny.
Love all these toast stories. So many its amazing.
Toast Story
It wasn't very normal for an object as simple as a piece of bread to have such bizarre feeling, such as excitement. Excitement didn't even come to explain the heighten emotions that this bread was feeling. Exhilarated! The bread laid for days in a plastic bag in a freezer before the movement brought about chatter in the bread bag. While this slice of bread waited near the very end of the bunch, the bead watched as each slice left with a hand gripped onto them. The very second he watched and the hand reached towards the crust lining the bread's body. Seconds later, placed in a new world. The world started to heat up, and burn. Like the summer sun, so different from the freeze. This was new and words never ever explain "new" properly.
I can already tell that this is gonna make me laugh XD
Love you Max and Ross, you guys are amazing and I love watching your videos ❤😊
Timothy was a slice of bread. He lived with his brothers and sisters. But unlike his family he had wild dreams, he wanted to be Roman Toast. His family laughed at him, they said their was no such thing as Roman Toast. But Timothy was scivilized, he would be the fanciest piece of Toast. And eventually the day came, the giant chose him and he was going to become Roman Toast. And since that do onwards he was the fanciest Toast.
I love the video, I like when Charlie hears the joke, and Ross you keep singing Christmas Carol. Also I recently read "The Lottery" so thought that was cool. Have a wonderful day.
For Ross,
Olive was having a bad day. From the very start, Olive was minding her own business when some fleshy monster decided to grab her away from her friends and family in loafville, but now she was stuck in some hot, plastic box awaiting her doom. She had no idea what she could possibly do. After a longer wait than she had hoped and with a new tan that she definitely preferred not to have, the top of the box opened. Fear pumped her to action and she sprang to escape, but there was no use when the fleshy beast grabbed her mid leap. There was no use escaping the fleshy beast. No one has ever escaped its grasp. The end. :3
Listening to you guys talk is always nice, your friendship is really cool
Question: how crispy do you like your toaste. I like a level 2, soft crispy
I'm loving the casual parkour and talks. I don't get to actually watch videos, but I'm always listening to videos. Hope y'all having a good day.
Max, I want to say, your videos have brought me so much joy for such a long time. Thank you for being such a source of light in mine - and many others' - lives. Even when days are hard, you continue to make us smile, and that is something I hope you never forget.
There once was a slice of bread named Gregory. Gregory has waited for this day all his life, every time seeing a hand come into the bread box made his heart skip a beat and then again when he wasn't picked. But then finally one day he was the chosen one and was toasted into a delicious ham and cheese sandwich and was then eaten on a lawn chair. (While I was writing this story ross said to make a lawn chair story and I was devastated because I was almost done with the toast story)
Not a story but a limerick of a Toast excited to pop off of the toaster.
"There once was a toast from Nantucket.
To get out filled him with excitement.
Giddy and smiling.
He popped and went flying.
Then fell on the floor, aw gosh darn it."
Larry the lawn chair was envious of all the other chairs. He was always left out in the rain, never brought inside. His grandfather's words came to him (he is no longer with us, he rusted away), "Larry, make sure you don't get neglected by your owners.". 'Is this neglect?' Larry wondered. He had hoped not, otherwise he would meet the same end as his grandfather. One day, the owner bought a new chair, it was the most beautiful dining table chair Larry had ever laid his eyes on. They made eye contact. Larry blushed, hoping she would be out with him. But no, the owners carried Mary (the dining table chair), past Larry, and into the house, where he won't see her ever again. Larry lived the rest of his days, in the lawn, occasionally getting forgotten about on some days, but getting sat on others. He was always in the same spot, waiting for that love. He lost his screw(s) though, and eventually fell apart. The End
Larry was sure a chair thank you math
Yw :D
The sad little piece of bread was ready to except his hot hell. He’s waited a whole minute and a held to escape dreading every second he has to stay in the toaster. He can feel his body drying up and him losing himself the longer he stays in. But unable to move due the the toaster holding him all he can do is wait and pray that it ends soon.
Parkour Intros always start in the weirdest way 😭
How's y'alls day? hope it was a good one. I love watching your videos, especially after work. Best way to end the day.