In the most deserted part of Wyoming there is a restaurant. There are no roads leading to it, no signs advertising it. It’s just there, in the open. Walk inside however, and you will learn two things. One, it’s jam packed with people talking, eating and enjoying themselves. Two, the entire place looks like it’s a scene from the 50’s including the people, the food, the newspapers, the music, everything. Take a seat, observe the atmosphere, relax.
When the waitress comes to get your order, make it a cheeseburger with mashed potatoes. Afterwards, a red-haired lady should ask you to dance to a tune on the juke-box. Find the song on it that has the same number as your current age, pick it, then dance you heart out. When the song ends, a flash of light with engulf the whole scene, and you will be standing outside your home the following morning. You now should have the power of clairvoyance for the remaining year.
If you didn’t do this correctly, then woe is you. For you also missed out on the best meal you’ll ever eat.
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Pretty good idea, but definitely could have been longer, better grammar, and more detail.
In stories like this, by which I mean instructional ones, there’s sometimes this phase you encounter some female creatures and you’re supposed to/supposed not to deal with them in a way that is expected from a male. What I mean is, what if a woman should try these rituals in question? I would do this one, for example, but I kind of doubt a girl from 50’s would ask another girl to dance. Or, the hell should I know.
OMG I want to visit this diner, what are the coordinates?
Not bad :p. OK it was really bad.
Sorry but U just don’t get it… Wtf?
me: |:-|. Hoody: O_o
I imagined a burger with mashed potatoes as a topping.
I’m trying that when I get home.
WHO WAS RESTAURANT?
Knhjnsassawszwsdz deem derp derp derp I’m stupids.
That was about as scary as brushing my teeth, then there was the fact that “you’ll miss out on the meal you’ll ever eat”
May I ask how this is supposed to be scary?
why is this even on creepypasta. this more like boringsalad…
Is the food expensive? Because A coca cola was like 25 cents back then….
BUT WHO WERE THE PEOPLE??
Considering all the growth hormones and lowfat junk we eat now, the food back then must have been awesome. No wonder old people are grouchy about the crap they’re being fed these days.
Was I just trolled? I think I was just trolled.
I read the first paragraph too quickly, and I thought it said “full of people eating themselves” :D
out of all the ritual pasta i’ve read, this seems to be the one with the BEST outcome, successful or not.
Reminded me of this creepypasta:
http://s22568.p321.sites.pressdns.com/the-socratic-method/
If you do it wrong you’ll still get clairvoyance: “if you did it wrong, well you just missed the best meal you ever had.”
@nex, lighten up, not all rituals need a major draw back!
*dances w/ redhead, brings her home, rhapes her, gets clairvoyance*
This pasta needs a drawback.
Fear the Darkness
-Nex
DAMN YOU COMMON SENSE! YOU HAVE DOOMED ME FROM EVER ENJOYING STUFF!
I will eternally hate myself for ordering the margarita pizza.
BUT WHO WAS CHEESEBURGER? Ha ha, sorry.
I’d do it. A cheeseburger, mashed potatoes, 50’s music and clairvoyance? Awesome.
I wouldn’t want to drive out to Wyoming though.
that was alright but not scary
Clairvoyance, you say? That must be one helluva cheeseburger.
Also, can you go back for seconds?
Now that was some delicious pasta! Witty too :)
No he is predicting that you will eat it I think.
hmmm i don’t really know what to think of this. Then again i’ve always wanted to go back in time.
Pretty good i guess, the end kind of ruins it.
the redhead is sexy
i guess it wouldn’t be too good of a meal if you were lactose intolerant.
The best meal you’ll *never* eat.
too bad it’s a 50’s restaurant i would probably asked to go eat at a colored only restaurant
Yea the colored 50’s restaurant next door lol
BUT WHO WAS CHEF?
@DJLoONa:
Stfu.
https://www.creepypasta.com//the-dark-city/
This sounds like the one Dr. Satan was talking about.
Yeah yeah…all is well in this story. But no ripping??
Ehhhh. This isn’t all that scary. If the only thing that happens to me is I miss out on the “best” meal I’ll ever eat, then… woe is me…. What ever shall I do…?
at least if you did it wrong, you won’t die, you just missed out on gaining clairvoyance
it ate today two cheesburger but one was a hamburger O_O
uhhhh I’m fairly certain this is an old pasta(not a complaint about who was phone?’s site there) and someone changed it…I’m fairly certain I’ve read this one before except it was one of those pastas about something you find driving really late at night not ‘a place with no roads going to it’ and I think there was a line about excepting no sexual favors while you’re there. I could be combing 2 pastas or mixing this up with another I suppose, I remember this one being a little different and better than this. also who was phone? I love your site its the best.
I want mashed potatoes and burger now.
Random.
I liked that.
the writer seemed cheeky.
WHO WAS REDHEAD
1. I hate potatoes!
2. I don’t eat beef.
3. Lol at the thought of dancing like a maniac.
4. only the year?! pffffttttt.
5. fail =\
Can I has cheeseburger D:
Whaaat? This was so awful it made me sad :'(
Lol at the last line.
it works,not only did i score yummylicious food and clairvoyance,i got a hot date with some smokin hottie i met at the fifties resturant
cheeseburger and mashed potatoes? what happened to the fries? i´ll have beef or chicken with mashed potatoes (and gravty, lol) but not with a cheeseburger XD
WHO WAS CHEESEBURGER?
not bad >>;
Foxtrot: Like, THE WHOLE MEAL!?!?!?
I just the whole meal, is this bad?
Now I want a Baconator and some mashed potatoes… All I need to do is run to Wendy’s then make insta mashed potatoes. I WIN!
amen PHONE, amen
also this pasta made me hungry for mashed potatoes.
i see what you fucking did there
it was BEST.
i’m not sure what happened there =P
*Edit! Descripteve term*
In that last sentence your missing an action verb.
Eh. Another lame “ritual”.
Eh. Another lame ritual.
“…the *last* meal you’ll ever eat”
I missed out on meal I’ll ever eat? Damn.
the meal I’ll ever eat?
Last sentence has a grammarfail. Omitted words can wreak havoc on prose…