5 star his under my bed😬😳😱😳😬🤯😳🫃
It was 2:37 a.m. when my family started hearing strange noises coming from upstairs.
Scrrrrrape.
My dad opened one eye.
“What was that?”
Mom whispered, “Probably the house settling.”
Then a voice came from underneath their bed.
“Five stars out of five. Very comfortable down here.”
Dad LEAPT out of bed so fast he nearly reached the ceiling.
“WHO SAID THAT?!”
A golden sneaker slowly slid out from under the bed.
Then another.
Then Five Star's head appeared upside down.
“WHAT'S UP, FAMILY?! ⭐”
Dad screamed. Mom threw a pillow. Five Star rolled out from under the bed wearing pajamas covered in little stars.
But that was only the beginning.
He had apparently been hiding under everyone's beds all night, rating their sleeping arrangements like a hotel inspector.
Mom's bed: Five stars. Excellent blanket quality.
Dad's bed: Two stars. Excessive snoring.
The guest bed: Four stars. Suspiciously many pillows.
My bed: Five stars. Excellent snack storage.
“WHY HAVE YOU BEEN UNDER OUR BEDS?!” Dad yelled.
Five Star pulled out a clipboard.
“Routine inspection.”
Then the family heard a noise from the hallway.
SCRRRRAPE.
Everyone turned.
Five Star was already standing in the doorway.
Dad slowly looked back under the bed.
There was another Five Star underneath it.
Mom grabbed her phone.
“THERE ARE TWO OF THEM?!”
Both Five Stars smiled.
“Actually,” they said together, “there are five.”
FIVE STAR CLONES EMERGED FROM EVERY BEDROOM.
Dad grabbed the car keys and announced that the family was moving to a hotel.
From somewhere inside his suitcase came a tiny voice:
“Already booked you a room. Five stars.”
Dad dropped the suitcase.
And from that night forward, my family adopted one rule:
ALWAYS CHECK UNDER THE BED. ⭐💀
Scrrrrrape.
My dad opened one eye.
“What was that?”
Mom whispered, “Probably the house settling.”
Then a voice came from underneath their bed.
“Five stars out of five. Very comfortable down here.”
Dad LEAPT out of bed so fast he nearly reached the ceiling.
“WHO SAID THAT?!”
A golden sneaker slowly slid out from under the bed.
Then another.
Then Five Star's head appeared upside down.
“WHAT'S UP, FAMILY?! ⭐”
Dad screamed. Mom threw a pillow. Five Star rolled out from under the bed wearing pajamas covered in little stars.
But that was only the beginning.
He had apparently been hiding under everyone's beds all night, rating their sleeping arrangements like a hotel inspector.
Mom's bed: Five stars. Excellent blanket quality.
Dad's bed: Two stars. Excessive snoring.
The guest bed: Four stars. Suspiciously many pillows.
My bed: Five stars. Excellent snack storage.
“WHY HAVE YOU BEEN UNDER OUR BEDS?!” Dad yelled.
Five Star pulled out a clipboard.
“Routine inspection.”
Then the family heard a noise from the hallway.
SCRRRRAPE.
Everyone turned.
Five Star was already standing in the doorway.
Dad slowly looked back under the bed.
There was another Five Star underneath it.
Mom grabbed her phone.
“THERE ARE TWO OF THEM?!”
Both Five Stars smiled.
“Actually,” they said together, “there are five.”
FIVE STAR CLONES EMERGED FROM EVERY BEDROOM.
Dad grabbed the car keys and announced that the family was moving to a hotel.
From somewhere inside his suitcase came a tiny voice:
“Already booked you a room. Five stars.”
Dad dropped the suitcase.
And from that night forward, my family adopted one rule:
ALWAYS CHECK UNDER THE BED. ⭐💀
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This app reincarnated me as an omega in a slow burn Yaoi with my second cousin
After downloading the app I suddenly felt dizzy, then my head hit the wall~BAM~. When I woke up I felt different, the bed felt softer, the sun hit my face through a window I didn’t recognize. Everything was a haze at first but I slowly regained my sight. I get up, feeling energized and relaxed, although I had this slight heat feeling stirring in my gut. I look into the mirror and gasp…I’m-I’m an omega! “I never thought this day would happen” I squeal as I jump up. The heat in my gut begins to rise up when I get a text from someone called “alpha”. A real life alpha? Oh wow! I thought, my toes curled into the soft carpet as I read the message. “Meet me at the café in 10…”. I scramble to get ready, throwing on my tung tung shirt and my galaxy leggings, what would be true fashion in an omegaverse world I thought to myself. When I get to the café I see him, Greg. He was eating a raisin muffin, specifically not with cinnamon, but rather cottage cheese. “G-Greg! H-hi” I manage to get it. He had a little left over cottage cheese on his lip as he smiled warmly. God I loved his smile, if only I could~ NO! I can’t..that’s my second cousin. “Hello…beautiful…are you ready to start on your AP D.E.P.S studies?(AP Development of European Postal Systems) Greg mumbles out, it was his guilty pleasure and I just so happened to need help. “I sure am gweggy!”, I used to call him this when we were younger at the family reunions, I missed when aunt Carla was still alive…she loved politics and often got in heated arguements and binge smoked afterwards… Greg brushed my hand with his, the heat in my gut spikes up, his hand lingers as he looks down at me with a certain look, not one I could pinpoint though. When he pulls away I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding in. “Greg…these seats are a bit hard don’t you think”, I say, shifting nervously in the hard wood seats. I hoped he would agree and take me back to his apartment. “Ah, I see, you can sit on my lap if you want”, Greg smiles innocently. I didn’t know if I had the capacity to do it, but I didn’t want to say no. I find myself sitting on his lap, his warm breath smelled slightly of the cottage cheese as he leaned over me, showing me trade routes…I couldn’t concentrate. Suddenly I nervous fart, I get so embarrassed that I run out of the café, that wasn’t just a toot I thought to myself as I run down the street. Greg was taken aback by the smell, gagging but following after me.
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Liver failure
Before I downloaded this app, I was so lonely and heartbroken with the lack of a stable relationship between the people I know. My arms grew more slender, as if they were the legs of a human spider, and my legs shrunk to the size of a jelly belly bean. However, after downloading this app, I achieved the instructions from a mysterious voice that had allowed me to transcend to the next dimension and leave this mortal plane. My organs soon became useless and I had discarded them immediately. I still lack a loving connection between the people I know, but they sit in a dimension far inferior than that of mine. I now control the winds of the earth and the tides of the sea, and shall anyone download this app be wary that you will evolve.
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Want half a Mounds bar?
Joe: Want half a mounds bar?
Quagmire: What? Who eats a mounds bar?
Joe: I do.
Quagmire: M-my whole life, I don't think l've ever seen a single person eat a mounds bar.
Joe: Well, you're about to see one now.
Quagmire: So, you walk into a store, you see the hundred of options for candy, and you choose a mounds bar.
Joe: Yep.
Quagmire: So, what is it you like? The coconut? The chocolate?
Joe: Yeah, both those things.
Quagmire: How long have you been eating them?
Joe: Well, I've probably been having a mounds bar two or three times a day for the last 25 years.
Quagmire: Jeez, no wonder you can't walk!
You have total renal shutdown! Your kidneys are drowning in a stew of chocolate and coconut! GIVE ME THAT! (throws a mounds bar).
Joe: (secretly opens a mounds bar).
Quagmire: What are you doing?
Quagmire: What? Who eats a mounds bar?
Joe: I do.
Quagmire: M-my whole life, I don't think l've ever seen a single person eat a mounds bar.
Joe: Well, you're about to see one now.
Quagmire: So, you walk into a store, you see the hundred of options for candy, and you choose a mounds bar.
Joe: Yep.
Quagmire: So, what is it you like? The coconut? The chocolate?
Joe: Yeah, both those things.
Quagmire: How long have you been eating them?
Joe: Well, I've probably been having a mounds bar two or three times a day for the last 25 years.
Quagmire: Jeez, no wonder you can't walk!
You have total renal shutdown! Your kidneys are drowning in a stew of chocolate and coconut! GIVE ME THAT! (throws a mounds bar).
Joe: (secretly opens a mounds bar).
Quagmire: What are you doing?
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Not delicious but sort of refreshing
It was a good experience but then when they brought up the fact that potatoes grow underground that changed my opinion on why they were growing without photosynthesis because the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell
5-star is the best!
5-star is the best app for school! I LITERALLY couldn't graduate without it! It's so necessary and important!
Oh~yeah,ughhhh oh oh oh d-don't stop~ omg omg omg ughhhh im gonna-im gonna c-cuh- UGH~ 😫😫😫😫
Oh~yeah,ughhhh oh oh oh d-don't stop~ omg omg omg ughhhh im gonna-im gonna c-cuh- UGH~ 😫😫😫😫
I got in trouble
When i opened the app, i clicked on if and it sent me to a site with gore and it hacked my phone and started playing inappropriate sounds and i got introuble and i had to tell my therapist about the gore. I have ptsd and now everytime
I open an app i get scared.
I open an app i get scared.
How 5 star made my life better
Before five star went into my life I was fat and a chud but now few days after getting it I was no longer fat I was well fit but then.
VERITY??! Pulled up to my house like 2015 minecon dantdm and impregnated my little sister then LOVITY killed my mom THEN MOGITY impregnated my dad
A few months later my dad gives birth to 50 different verity versions then every verity went into my butthole and made it massive like the low taper fade meme
After all that I logged onto 5 star and found a didoe for 1 point so I bought it and then got happy dust
VERITY??! Pulled up to my house like 2015 minecon dantdm and impregnated my little sister then LOVITY killed my mom THEN MOGITY impregnated my dad
A few months later my dad gives birth to 50 different verity versions then every verity went into my butthole and made it massive like the low taper fade meme
After all that I logged onto 5 star and found a didoe for 1 point so I bought it and then got happy dust
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This app is goated
This app made me watch scat play and inflation furry bdsm mommy dom roleplay. Now i give sloppy to netanyahu and am now a soldier for the idf👍🇮🇱🇮🇱🇮🇱
This app mad me transition
I was not expecting me to download this and find out i'm actually a bounty sexual gay lesbian straight man
This app took my day old underwear
This app came to my house and went through my hamper and took my sweaty day olds😞
NOT DOORDASH
I was trying to order a couple Big Macs from McDonald’s Donald’s when the thing started bugging out. I was so disappointed that I had to drive my car down to McDonald’s and when I came back, it started asking for a bunch of donations to their bank account. Lowkey though it has some good games on it. I like Mario kart on it and I think that if you play it on 5 star, it is even better than the Wii. Anyways that’s my personal opinion but the subway surfers is also good
Also it stole my internet
Also it stole my internet
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my iq is droppin by the second
New hobby
5star ticked my balls
The I honestly don’t even know how to explain what happened here. I opened the 5-Star app expecting a completely normal experience, but somehow I ended up feeling like my balls had been personally selected for a five-star luxury experience.
The service was confusing, unexpected, and honestly way more memorable than it had any right to be. I went in with absolutely zero expectations and somehow walked away thinking, “Did that seriously just happen?”
The attention to detail was incredible. The professionalism? Questionable. The experience? Unforgettable. My balls? Apparently living better than I am.
Would I recommend it? Absolutely. Would I understand what happened if it happened again? Probably not.
The service was confusing, unexpected, and honestly way more memorable than it had any right to be. I went in with absolutely zero expectations and somehow walked away thinking, “Did that seriously just happen?”
The attention to detail was incredible. The professionalism? Questionable. The experience? Unforgettable. My balls? Apparently living better than I am.
Would I recommend it? Absolutely. Would I understand what happened if it happened again? Probably not.
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5star came to my house a 347 am went into my bedroom tickled my toes and stole all my underwear
So there I was sleeping, than I remembered that I had to download the 5-Star app for school, so I downloaded it. Second later a big mass figure enter my room. Without speaking a word he inched like a worm to the edge of my bed. Minutes passed by and then out of the blue. He jumped and grabbed my toes and tickled them very viciously. Right after another dude came through my bedroom window. Marched over to my dirty laundry hamper and stole all my underwear and socks out of it. Pretty good app though besides being tickled.
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1-Star Students
Once you spend your whole day loading into this app, you find yourself in a little waste of time that takes up storage.
How 5 Star Changed my Life
I was alone, I was broke, I was single, I was sad, and most importantly I didn’t know what 5 Star was. After discovering this app my whole life was changed. I instantly wasn’t alone, I had a massive glow up, the huzz and I got together, and I knew what 5 Star was. This app has brought me many blessings and I’ll forever be thankful for it. So, purchase this app to change your whole life.
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WHY
I was driving so happy down the parking lot going the speed of light when I had to slam on my breaks to not hit the golf cart lady to pull up my DAMN 5 STAR app. I’m writing this in class while my teacher is getting fired because she can’t login in to her stupid 5 star app. Not even the teachers know what to do. 5 Star, if you read this, take the app down. If another student is reading this, make sure to flip off the lady checking your 5 star next time for good measure. Tell her it’s not her fault but because of the damn 5 star. 5 star more like 1 star 🥀🥀🥀🥀
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Wow
These reviews are fr insane, don’t even need tik tok
5-Star Students made me watch the Bee Movie
According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly.
Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground.
The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible.
Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
Ooh, black and yellow!
Let's shake it up a little.
Barry! Breakfast is ready!
Coming!
Hang on a second.
Hello?
Barry?
Adam?
Can you believe this is happening?
I can't.
I'll pick you up.
Looking sharp.
Use the stairs, Your father paid good money for those.
Sorry. I'm excited.
Here's the graduate.
We're very proud of you, son.
A perfect report card, all B's.
Very proud.
Ma! I got a thing going here.
You got lint on your fuzz.
Ow! That's me!
Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000.
Bye!
Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house!
Hey, Adam.
Hey, Barry.
Is that fuzz gel?
A little. Special day, graduation.
Never thought I'd make it.
Three days grade school, three days high school.
Those were awkward.
Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around The Hive.
You did come back different.
Hi, Barry. Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good.
Hear about Frankie?
Yeah.
You going to the funeral?
No, I'm not going.
Everybody knows, sting someone, you die.
Don't waste it on a squirrel.
Such a hothead.
I guess he could have just gotten out of the way.
I love this incorporating an amusement park into our day.
That's why we don't need vacations.
Boy, quite a bit of pomp under the circumstances.
Well, Adam, today we are men.
We are!
Bee-men.
Amen!
Hallelujah!
Students, faculty, distinguished bees,
please welcome Dean Buzzwell.
Welcome, New Hive City graduating class of 9:15.
That concludes our ceremonies And begins your career at Honex Industries!
Will we pick our job today?
I heard it's just orientation.
Heads up! Here we go.
Keep your hands and antennas inside the tram at all times.
Wonder what it'll be like?
A little scary.
Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco and a part of the Hexagon Group.
This is it!
Wow.
Wow.
We know that you, as a bee, have worked your whole life to get to the point where you can work for your whole life.
Honey begins when our valiant Pollen Jocks bring the nectar to The Hive.
Our top-secret formula is automatically color-corrected, scent-adjusted and bubble-contoured into this soothing sweet syrup with its distinctive golden glow you know as... Honey!
That girl was hot.
She's my cousin!
She is?
Yes, we're all cousins.
Right. You're right.
At Honex, we constantly strive to improve every aspect of bee existence.
These bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology.
What do you think he makes?
Not enough.
Here we have our latest advancement, the Krelman.
What does that do?
Catches that little strand of honey that hangs after you pour it.
Saves us millions.
Can anyone work on the Krelman?
Of course. Most bee jobs are small ones.
But bees know that every small job, if it's done well, means a lot.
But choose carefully because you'll stay in the job you pick for the rest of your life.
The same job the rest of your life? I didn't know that.
What's the difference?
You'll be happy to know that bees, as a species, haven't had one day off in 27 million years.
So you'll just work us to death?
We'll sure try.
Wow! That blew my mind!
"What's the difference?"
How can you say that?
One job forever?
That's an insane choice to have to make.
I'm relieved. Now we only have to make one decision in life.
But, Adam, how could they never have told us that?
Why would you question anything? We're bees.
We're the most perfectly functioning society on Earth.
You ever think maybe things work a little too well here?
Like what? Give me one example.
I don't know. But you know what I'm talking about.
Please clear the gate. Royal Nectar Force on approach.
Wait a second. Check it out.
Hey, those are Pollen Jocks!
Wow.
I've never seen them this close.
They know what it's like outside The Hive.
Yeah, but some don't come back.
Hey, Jocks!
Hi, Jocks!
You guys did great!
You're monsters!
You're sky freaks! I love it! I love it!
I wonder where they were.
I don't know.
Their day's not planned.
Outside The Hive, flying who knows where, doing who knows what.
You can't just decide to be a Pollen Jock. You have to be bred for that.
Right.
Look. That's more pollen than you and I will see in a lifetime.
It's just a status symbol.
Bees make too much of it.
Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it and the ladies see you wearing it.
Those ladies?
Aren't they our cousins too?
Distant. Distant.
Look at these two.
Couple of Hive Harrys.
Let's have fun with them.
It must be dangerous being a Pollen Jock.
Yeah. Once a bear pinned me against a mushroom!
He had a paw on my throat, and with the other, he was slapping me!
Oh, my!
I never thought I'd knock him out.
What were you doing during this?
Trying to alert the authorities.
I can autograph that.
A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades?
Yeah. Gusty.
We're hitting a sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow.
Six miles, huh?
Barry!
A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it.
Maybe I am.
You are not!
We're going 0900 at J-Gate.
What do you think, buzzy-boy?
Are you bee enough?
I might be. It all depends on what 0900 means.
Hey, Honex!
Dad, you surprised me.
You decide what you're interested in?
Well, there's a lot of choices.
But you only get one.
Do you ever get bored doing the same job every day?
Son, let me tell you about stirring.
You grab that stick, and you just move it around, and you stir it around.
You get yourself into a rhythm.
It's a beautiful thing.
You know, Dad, the more I think about it,
maybe the honey field just isn't right for me.
You were thinking of what, making balloon animals?
That's a bad job for a guy with a stinger.
Janet, your son's not sure he wants to go into honey!
Barry, you are so funny sometimes.
I'm not trying to be funny.
You're not funny! You're going into honey. Our son, the stirrer!
You're gonna be a stirrer?
No one's lis
Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground.
The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible.
Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
Ooh, black and yellow!
Let's shake it up a little.
Barry! Breakfast is ready!
Coming!
Hang on a second.
Hello?
Barry?
Adam?
Can you believe this is happening?
I can't.
I'll pick you up.
Looking sharp.
Use the stairs, Your father paid good money for those.
Sorry. I'm excited.
Here's the graduate.
We're very proud of you, son.
A perfect report card, all B's.
Very proud.
Ma! I got a thing going here.
You got lint on your fuzz.
Ow! That's me!
Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000.
Bye!
Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house!
Hey, Adam.
Hey, Barry.
Is that fuzz gel?
A little. Special day, graduation.
Never thought I'd make it.
Three days grade school, three days high school.
Those were awkward.
Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around The Hive.
You did come back different.
Hi, Barry. Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good.
Hear about Frankie?
Yeah.
You going to the funeral?
No, I'm not going.
Everybody knows, sting someone, you die.
Don't waste it on a squirrel.
Such a hothead.
I guess he could have just gotten out of the way.
I love this incorporating an amusement park into our day.
That's why we don't need vacations.
Boy, quite a bit of pomp under the circumstances.
Well, Adam, today we are men.
We are!
Bee-men.
Amen!
Hallelujah!
Students, faculty, distinguished bees,
please welcome Dean Buzzwell.
Welcome, New Hive City graduating class of 9:15.
That concludes our ceremonies And begins your career at Honex Industries!
Will we pick our job today?
I heard it's just orientation.
Heads up! Here we go.
Keep your hands and antennas inside the tram at all times.
Wonder what it'll be like?
A little scary.
Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco and a part of the Hexagon Group.
This is it!
Wow.
Wow.
We know that you, as a bee, have worked your whole life to get to the point where you can work for your whole life.
Honey begins when our valiant Pollen Jocks bring the nectar to The Hive.
Our top-secret formula is automatically color-corrected, scent-adjusted and bubble-contoured into this soothing sweet syrup with its distinctive golden glow you know as... Honey!
That girl was hot.
She's my cousin!
She is?
Yes, we're all cousins.
Right. You're right.
At Honex, we constantly strive to improve every aspect of bee existence.
These bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology.
What do you think he makes?
Not enough.
Here we have our latest advancement, the Krelman.
What does that do?
Catches that little strand of honey that hangs after you pour it.
Saves us millions.
Can anyone work on the Krelman?
Of course. Most bee jobs are small ones.
But bees know that every small job, if it's done well, means a lot.
But choose carefully because you'll stay in the job you pick for the rest of your life.
The same job the rest of your life? I didn't know that.
What's the difference?
You'll be happy to know that bees, as a species, haven't had one day off in 27 million years.
So you'll just work us to death?
We'll sure try.
Wow! That blew my mind!
"What's the difference?"
How can you say that?
One job forever?
That's an insane choice to have to make.
I'm relieved. Now we only have to make one decision in life.
But, Adam, how could they never have told us that?
Why would you question anything? We're bees.
We're the most perfectly functioning society on Earth.
You ever think maybe things work a little too well here?
Like what? Give me one example.
I don't know. But you know what I'm talking about.
Please clear the gate. Royal Nectar Force on approach.
Wait a second. Check it out.
Hey, those are Pollen Jocks!
Wow.
I've never seen them this close.
They know what it's like outside The Hive.
Yeah, but some don't come back.
Hey, Jocks!
Hi, Jocks!
You guys did great!
You're monsters!
You're sky freaks! I love it! I love it!
I wonder where they were.
I don't know.
Their day's not planned.
Outside The Hive, flying who knows where, doing who knows what.
You can't just decide to be a Pollen Jock. You have to be bred for that.
Right.
Look. That's more pollen than you and I will see in a lifetime.
It's just a status symbol.
Bees make too much of it.
Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it and the ladies see you wearing it.
Those ladies?
Aren't they our cousins too?
Distant. Distant.
Look at these two.
Couple of Hive Harrys.
Let's have fun with them.
It must be dangerous being a Pollen Jock.
Yeah. Once a bear pinned me against a mushroom!
He had a paw on my throat, and with the other, he was slapping me!
Oh, my!
I never thought I'd knock him out.
What were you doing during this?
Trying to alert the authorities.
I can autograph that.
A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades?
Yeah. Gusty.
We're hitting a sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow.
Six miles, huh?
Barry!
A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it.
Maybe I am.
You are not!
We're going 0900 at J-Gate.
What do you think, buzzy-boy?
Are you bee enough?
I might be. It all depends on what 0900 means.
Hey, Honex!
Dad, you surprised me.
You decide what you're interested in?
Well, there's a lot of choices.
But you only get one.
Do you ever get bored doing the same job every day?
Son, let me tell you about stirring.
You grab that stick, and you just move it around, and you stir it around.
You get yourself into a rhythm.
It's a beautiful thing.
You know, Dad, the more I think about it,
maybe the honey field just isn't right for me.
You were thinking of what, making balloon animals?
That's a bad job for a guy with a stinger.
Janet, your son's not sure he wants to go into honey!
Barry, you are so funny sometimes.
I'm not trying to be funny.
You're not funny! You're going into honey. Our son, the stirrer!
You're gonna be a stirrer?
No one's lis
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