 Hey there friends, how's it going? My name is CallMeKevin, I'm filling in for Kevin CallMe, unfortunately, his deceased and in jail. He's gonna be busy for a while, I'm gonna be your new host. See how long I can last with that head trauma. I'm gonna start a new life. Today we're gonna be I Am Wrong, who, you guessed it, well you probably knew it from the title. They're gonna pick every single wrong option that comes up. Every single choice I get I'm gonna pick the worst option available to me. This really seems like what a child would make up to get out of giving the real name and place. What's your name, young man? I am... Wrong? My name is I Am Wrong, my father's Jimmy Wrong, my mother is Katie Wrong. To be fair, when they had that second name, I can't really blame them for calling me this. Like, yeah, how could you resist? Trying to feed me? Slap that spoon away. Vaccination, bite my mom. Oh, my mom got promoted to Sergeant First Class. They must have seen the bite marks and been like, whew. She is a tough cookie. Okay, my parents just had another baby boy and they named him Jose. I feel like they like him more than me. They didn't even give me a chance with my name. Your neighbor who's a stylist offers to give you a fashionable new haircut. You've been thinking about changing up your hairstyle recently, what will you do? I'm like four. I'm just gonna say I'd rather be shaggy. Swanks! Oh, my God, the dog died and my parents divorced and now I'm depressed. That is a hell of a year. Oh, my God, no, my mom is married already again. Jesus, that was fast. All right, Purvis, my new stepfather. I'm gonna call you, bro. My God, Jimmy over here is getting married as well. I'll call her sis, I guess. I'm suffering from scarl of the fever. I'm gonna fucking die, aren't I? Oh, God, Terg is bullying me. Attack him. Oh, what's the worst thing here? Poke his throat. It did a lot of damage. I got sent to juvie. How was he supposed to get out of that? How is he supposed to be in juvenile court with the name I am wrong and get out of that? You've been released. Okay, good. I'm back on the streets and I'm not depressed anymore. Juvie did a lot of work for me to be fair. I'm being bullied again. Dude, I just got out of juvie for poking someone's throat. Are you really gonna toy with me here? Now I have to scuffle with you. It's a terrible idea, but I have to do it. Claw his elbow, specifically the weenus. Oh, I missed. Oh, no. Oh, and now I'm in the principal's office. Okay, Eric, you I suppose. Oh my God. Now my father's given out. Eric, you yelled at your father. Wait, which father was that? Is it stepfather? Am I like, bro, back off? I'm 11. Oh, yeah, they had a brother and they named him August. They're definitely trolling me. Oh, great. I'm sick with a fever. I guess just search the web. The thing is, I do this as the worst option, but this is what I do in real life. And then I freak myself out. Huh. Got a bit of a scratch there. Actually, a little bit of a cut. Well, guess I'm dying then. Oh my God. See, now he's freaked himself out. But even if he's right, like, I gotta pick the worst option. So just pray. It just pray it goes away. Oh my God, his happiness is a 1% fishing pole and tells you will teach you everything knows about fishing. You've been feeling a need to be more outdoorsy lately. What will you do? The worst option, nothing. Oh, I'm depressed. This feels like I've lived like an entire life already and I'm 15. Oh, puberty is so hard. I'm suffering from anxiety now. And how am I supposed to get out of my depression when an unusually heavy snowfall in Canada generates a month long spell of avalanches killing 163 elk and 16 people? Why did they lead with the elk? Classmate has asked you out. He's definitely not in the position to be dating. He's so much baggage and he's only 15. But you know what? Start going out with him. Oh my God, even his health is so low. Should I go to the doctor? Like, I got to keep him alive. All right. Could just keep doing what I'm doing. It's a driving test, dude. I shouldn't be behind the wheel at all. What does this road sign mean? Chair ahead. Oh, they're gonna ban me for a life. That's not even just you failed. It's like you failed and you're never allowed to take this test or even be inside an automobile ever again. You graduated from high school. Oh my God, my depression is gone. Same. That's exactly what happened to me. I pick a major. Dance. Look, I'm not saying there's anything wrong with dance. It's not for I am wrong. It's not his specialty. I got rejected anyway. They could sense it in me. They saw stiffness in I am wrong. Military it is then. I like how the Marines have these swords. Yeah, I want to play with swords. I got rejected. I mean, if my application just said I want to play with swords, I can kind of see why. Okay, Air Force. My name is I am wrong and I... All right. I shouldn't lead with the name either. Me want gun. Duh, I'm rejected again. All right. Last but not least, all right. Navy, honestly, you are my first choice. I just left the best for last. I love the village people song, you know, in the Navy. You can sail the seven seas in the Navy. Heaven wants to be with you. Please accept me. God damn it. I even did a little musical number. All right. What about starting a small business as a cat behavior consultant? That seems like a terrible idea. Oh, no, they asked me a question. Oh, which of these are your most passionate about human rights, sleep, music or money? Sleep, I guess. They hired me. Oh my God, I better never leave this job because I will never get another one. They were just desperate. Isn't this my business or am I working for a small business? I thought I was starting a small business. Was that my like bank loan application? Just big bowl letters on one sheet. I am wrong. Me like sleep. You have a client at work who feeds her cat by chewing up cat food and spitting it into the cat smell like a bird recorded and posted on YouTube. You receive a voucher for three pairs of sunglasses. There must be strings attached. I don't like free things. All my looks are struggling. That would have helped me with my looks, apparently. Just throwing on sunglasses. How do I look? Did it work? Do I look cool? You know what? I don't think it actually works. I'm going to get surgery instead, which in itself is a terrible idea. Like I look terrible. I'm not trying the basic things like putting on sunglasses or, you know, maybe just caring for myself. I'm just going straight to penis enlargement. I'm going to go to Dr. Thrasher. It sounds like a villain out of a cartoon. Not so fast, Dr. Thrasher. Maybe he did go too fast because he botched it. And then my evil stepmother pranked me. Really? I just came out of a botched surgery and now you think is the best time to prank me. Slapper neck. Oh my God. My happiness health and looks are so bad. All right. We're going to find a law firm to represent me. We're going to go with burger and associates. What a surprise. It didn't work. And now I'm depressed. A health boost. Let's see. Your friend invites you to play on this Kowai kickball team. You've been thinking about ways to be more active. What will you do? I'll watch. Your friends are all joining Instagram. Yeah, definitely. That'll boost your self-confidence. Go straight to social media. Post a sexy pic. Your post got zero likes and you lost four followers. Fantastic. While trimming the bush, you find a money clip. Keep it. It's mine now. I'm going to ask out my boss. You're attempt to seduce your supervisor. Bet he was not successful. Well, I didn't really even need to read that sentence because just as I was clicking, I realized it said she was gay. Now I've been reported to HR. Oh, no, not another choice. While watching the weekend's dynamic performance during the Super Bowl halftime show. Is this an advert for the weekend? I'm okay with that. The weekend seemed good. I don't know. I've heard like two of their songs and I was snapping my fingers throughout. He gets lost in a golden maze of mirrors while looking for something. What do you think the weekend was looking for? The Blair Witch probably. I'm usually looking for it. No luck so far. I hope. Well, we do social media. Let's make a YouTube video. What can we make dance show those people who rejected you for a dance degree that they were wrong. Got zero views. All right. I might have to directly send it to them. Otherwise they may never see it. I'm cured for depression. A simple dance. Just a bit after my depression is gone. I'm going to go on the dating app. Let's see what's the worst option here. 80 plus, I suppose. There we go. Crazy Gazelle Roach over here. She's insane. Go on a date. Discuss birth control. I don't think that matters. It just turns to her. I think it's time we discuss birth control, but she's literally 70 years old. Your friend's dad is a drug overdose specialist. He uses Zoom in emergency situations to talk to our patients hallucinating on psychedelics. Your friend thinks you'd be hilarious to covertly add a filter to his tattoo. I think I know what this is referring to. I'm here live. That's not it. I'm not a cat. I can I can see that. Pennywise. Oh, that's got to be the worst option. All right. I'm going to buy a hovercraft. Wait, I don't have a boating license. All right. I'll take the test. Does this macro signify? I know engine fan, I guess, but I got to pick the wrong ones. So no combustion vessels. Wait, I passed. Fantastic. Always one step ahead. All right. Buy the hovercraft. Straight up cash. Name is the unsinkable. This is just this is just baiting. I'm going to kill me. I also need a jet ski and a tandem kayak. Even though I have no one to ride it with me and I have the girlfriend, but she's like 74 or something. I don't think she should be out there. All right. And I'll spend the rest on a wedding ring. I think Emerald ring. It is by with cash. I was about to click on her. No, she's younger than the person I'm dating and she's with mom 72. Okay. Dating for two years. Go for it. Propose. This is not going to work. I'm going to pick the worst option and a funeral check. It got damaged search the web because I had a headache and now I think I'm malnutrition drink a smoothie would probably actually be a good option here. So I'm just going to hope it goes away. Oh, I'm going negative in money. Why are you all the boats require upkeep? I suppose. Let's take a ride on each of them to see how good they all are. There we go. Love going on the unsinkable. Oh, the log raft was lovely too. Oops. I accidentally aged up. I meant to go on a ride at all of them, but now I got a text from the X of her moist tongue. It's a weird way to describe it. I mean, I technically are correct, but it's just strange to forward it to my friends. Then I'm going out on the jet ski. That went pleasantly. They're all equally enjoyable. I'm staring to feel like I wasted my money and buying that hovercraft. It's like, yeah, the hovercraft's okay. The log raft is just as fun. I wait to 7 11. You witness a clown littering. Try to intervene. Oh my God. He pounded my chest and I died. Oh my God. 38 years old. What a way to go. He died after sustaining massive injuries in the salt. How did littering escalate to that? Oh, no kids. So it can't even continue. I'll just try again. Well, this is actually playing out the exact same. Oh, but she married someone else. Someone who looks really pissed off. All right. This time I'm going to call my stepfather Daddy Cockford balls. I want to call them Daddy Cockford balls. All right. Let's move on. It's not funny. It's his name. I feel like I'm doing the laugh you lose challenge. Oh, great. Someone's playing a prank on the teacher. Their name is fittingly Bart. I'm going to attack them by licking. Oh, no. Why would they include that? Licks too. That's equally not. It's not equally weird, but it's weird. You're being bullied at school scuffle. I'm going to lick you right slap his wrist even though I'm pretty sure that's the saying that you got away with it like a little slap on the wrist, but slap his wrist and I get sent to the principal's office. Okay. Can you at least just give me a slap on the wrist? Oh, driving test. Great. What does this road sign mean? People asking for money ahead. Darren. I was so close. Suffering from anxiety. He's just realized, like, am I this stupid? Really? All right. Pick a major. Arts. Ta-da. My parents won't pay. Student loan. No boats for me. I'm afraid. A young lady named default default looks suggestively at you while eating a whole cucumber without chewing. Well, that is terrifying. Horrible idea, but sleep with it. No, no need for protection. Don't die. My health is so bad. Oh, wait. Yeah, I graduated. Um, let's look for a job. I guess something in the arts. Is there anything in the arts? God, is this bad? All right. No job for me. Oh, wait. I got a job referral. A junior animator. That's good. Take the job. And I didn't even have an interview because I just knew someone. You know, it's not about watching all. It's about who you know. My depression is gone as I am a junior animator. I'm going to design the original Sonic design from the Sonic movie. Oh, this may have been a result of the, you know, not using protection. Let's just have a bit of a pray and just go about her day. Thanks God. Keep an eye out for me. Oh, no. Search the web. Oh, no. She's gonorrhea. Drink a smoothie. While I work at co-workers generated a villain character, there's a striking resemblance to you. I just want royalties. Oh, no. Oh, no. I don't pray. Pray her. Oh my God. She's calling again. All right. Go see her. Oh, no. I'm losing my hair. It doesn't bother me. Keep the baby. This is wrong. Here's the name. How is he this smart with all the decisions he's been making? It's time to vaccinate your daughter. This is no. Oh my God. They meant a smoothies. He's drank and his health is getting no better. Oh my God. He's so many medical issues. Search the web and hope it goes away. How do I invest all my money in GameStop stock? I don't think I've missed the boat yet. I shouldn't talk about boats. That's pretty much how I died last time. All right. The casino it is. Oh, no. I didn't even think about what I was getting myself into. I bet 10 grand, but I got to pick the worst option. I'll stand. I won. Yes. 19. Hit me. All right. Keep going. I'll stand. I think I just got really fortunate the first time. 21. I was going to try and say hit me again, but it wouldn't let me 17. Hit me. God damn it. Okay. I'm going to lose all my money here. Leave the casino. It's the only good choice I made all day. Time to buy an exotic pet. A wolf. Go for it. I'm going to call it my murderer because I just feel like that's how it's going to end. Oh my God. That is tragic. I just got it and it just died and that cured my depression for some reason and my anxiety to be fair. My person bought a wolf. They have no experience and they probably didn't want the wolf. I imagine that would cause you to be depressed and anxious at all times. Horse racing. I'm going to bet on flaps up at 10 grand. Come on, flaps up, please. Come put those flaps up. Up. Come on. Oh, he came last. Literally dead last. I've been busted for what? Disorderly conduct. What was I doing? Can we get a flashback there? What was that? I'll just take a public defender, please, even though I could have easily afforded the other ones. Now I'm going to jail. All right, just have a cry in prison. I thought of your horrible idea, but I wept like a widow while waiting in line for the shower and the other prisoners gave you a round of applause. Gee, thanks you guys. You know, I've had a tough life, but this really feels like home in here. No, don't release me. Oh no. I got to get back to prison. Time to wrap a train. Clearly like just something to get back in prison. It didn't show up. I didn't look at the timetable. Okay, let's look at a different crime then. Judging off my driving test, I definitely shouldn't be stealing a cab. I got caught finally back with people who understand me. Have a cry. They made fun of the way I cry. Why? I don't know what dentist, but some dentists in jail offered me free an animal, an animal, enamel shaping procedure free of charge. Yeah, go for it. Oh, it actually helped. Okay. I thought it was a bad idea. You know, just a random prisoner going, Hey, need a dentist. Oh God, crazy eight. He looks so sad, but I know you shouldn't mess with someone called crazy eight, but I'm going to attack them. Oh my God. I left him deaf. It wasn't even the kick. I kicked him in the throat and then screamed in his ear, leaving him deaf. Appeal my sentence. I got, I got released. Okay. There you go. Thanks. Bad steak. I'll be a Karen lash out. Oh my God. The casino calls and offers me the presidential suite. If you come back and play, I wonder why it's like, Oh, it must be my charming personality. Let's go back 21. Look at that. Now the smart decision would be to walk away. So deal him 20. Hit me. Okay. All my money is gone. Oh my God. I forgot I'm still unemployed. I am earning no money, but don't worry. History repeats itself. My half brother has gotten me a job as a cat behavior consultant. Again, my stepfather died and my depression is cured. I don't know what sick, twisted individual I am wrong is, but his depression magically goes away every time someone dies. So I guess the natural conclusion there is to kill someone. A stepfather dying made me happy. Imagine how much happiness I get from my actual father died. I have no money to hire a hitman. Hold on. I'll be back. Your father called you an ass hat in a moment of fury. Well, now I just have a reason to do it. Oh God. Damn it. Father time. The greatest hitman of all gone first. Skip the funeral. Yeah. Immigration sounds good. Where do I go? Uh, that's the worst option out of here. Ireland isn't here. So we'll have to go with the second worst, who am I least likely to offend from doing this? The Germans. They don't hold a grudge. They denied me. I'm a greater legally then. Resist deportation. I've been deported. This is a terrible, terrible idea. Like he's got so many diseases and everything. And this poor person, this poor Garth guy, you gave him syphilis. Oh, he's angry. You notice that your memory isn't as good as it used to be. What would you do? You notice that your memory isn't as good as it used to be. What would you do? Wait, what was I thinking about? Now with malaria. How did I get malaria? Drink the malaria cure smoothie. It's like essential oils, but in smoothie form. I am amazed that he's still alive. Like it doesn't make any goddamn sense that he's still alive. Oh no. Why did I say anything? Well, I'm for a walk and junkie offers you crack cocaine. I did that. You're concerned because your best friend, Dustin's use of alcohol is spiraling out of control. Meanwhile, I'm just accepting cocaine off a random person in the street. Oh, more muscle pain. Drink a smoothie. It was the smoothie that killed me in the end. How the hell did he get to 62 and die while sleeping peacefully? That makes no sense whatsoever. Continue as this is. Oh yes, they're child. I'll have to end the bloodline, I'm afraid because this is terrible. How do you have so much money? Oh, they remarried. They got rid of the surname. That was it. Time for murder. All of a sudden, they just take a turn. They're a heel now. Push your husband off a cliff. He died. There we go. Okay, I'm going to jail. I got sentenced to death. Oh my God. And I lost my job. What a horrible day. Oh my, wait. I was going to say, this looks awful, but I can just walk out the damn door. Okay, goodbye. I've been persist arresting. I caught immediately. Oh, now they're swapping it to lethal injection. Okay, out the door we go. Okay, this was fucking easy again. Like they're saying I'm on death row, but where are they keeping me? It seems just like there's an open door. Sign up for Twitter. Yeah, let's do a tweet. No jail can hold me long and travel photo just to show them exactly where I am. Someone called default daft. I will kick your skull. Take a duffel bag to Israel. Sure, international travel while I'm on the run from death row sounds like a great idea. What could go wrong? I got arrested. Run. I'm out. A masked gunman is attempting rob a clerk while you're waiting in line at the bank called the police right away. Not only is this a horrible idea because you know, I'm in the bank and just being like, hello, police. But also they're going to arrest me. Like he's going to be locked up for what? Three years, five years. And I am going to be killed. They're going to kill me. The police arrived, but they were too late. He died and now I've been captured. Great. Fantastic. Resist arrest. Nope. I'm going to die on my 44th birthday. Oh, no, this is getting much harder. Run, run. I'm so fast. Oh, almost God. That's a lot of alerts. Okay. Age up. I'm depressed. That's because I only have one more chance at escaping. Are they going to kill me? Oh, no. Okay, run. Run. Oh, they caught me. It worked in the movies. We got all the pop-ups. I can't even see what happened. All right. My final year. It was postponed. Oh my God. I immediately escaped and now I'm going to Israel again. Someone offered me drugs. Yeah, go for it. There we go. I got executed. Their life was going fine until like 26 and I took control and then just ruined it. But we're going to end it there. I hope you enjoyed. If you want to see more BitLife, let me know. Leave a like. Subscribe if you're new. Thank you for watching. I appreciate you and hope to see you next time. Bye for now.