 Do you think Smilers are actually happy? And that's why they constantly grin? Or are they just so happy to eat you that the last thing you always will see is this big cheesy smile? Backrooms, deep shower thoughts. What if we tapped into the backrooms and used it to throw all of our trash and garbage into? Could it just be like an off-planet, infinite compost bin? Would whoever owns the backrooms be mad? When you no-clip through backrooms levels, are you actually going up or down or left to right? And how did the first person figure out how to even do that? What if party poopers actually just ran away to a safe level, like on a beach, to just chill forever? And they're just laying on that beach right now, laughing at us because we're sad for them. What if the backrooms is a concept created by the government to see how humans deal with an out-of-existence existential crisis to test how adaptable we are? So when we all inevitably get pushed onto Mars, we'll be the ones that survive. Let me know your backroom's deep thoughts in the comments below.