slow claps
steps out of the shadows
Heh... not bad, kid. Not bad at all. Your meme, I mean. It's not bad. A good first attempt. It's plenty dank... I can tell it's got some thought behind it... lots of quotable material... But memeing isn't all sunshine and rainbows, kid. You're skilled... that much I can tell. But do you have what it takes to be a Memester? To join those esteemed meme ranks? To call yourself a member of the Ruseman's Corps? Memeing takes talent, that much is true. But more than that it takes heart. The world-class Memesters - I mean the big guys, like Johnny Hammersticks and Billy Kuahana - they're out there day and night, burning the midnight meme-oil, working tirelessly to craft that next big meme. And you know what, kid? 99 times out of a hundred, that new meme fails. Someone dismisses it as bait, or says it's "tryhard," or ignores it as they copy/paste the latest shitpost copypasta dreamt up by those sorry excuses for cut-rate memers over at reddit. The Meme Game is rough, kid, and I don't just mean the one you just lost :). It's a rough business, and for every artisan meme you craft in your meme bakery, some cocksucker at 9gag has a picture of a duck or some shit that a million different Johnny No-Names will attach a milion different captions to. Chin up, kid. Don't get all mopey on me. You've got skill. You've got talent. You just need to show your drive.
See you on the boards...
ฬฟฬฟ ฬฟฬฟ ฬฟฬฟ ฬฟ'ฬฟ'\ฬตอฬฟฬฟ\ there's only one cure to the memes
๐๐ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ช๐ป๐ฎ๐ผ๐ฝ ๐ซ๐ป๐ธ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ป, ๐ ๐๐ป๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ฎ ๐๐ธ๐พ ๐ฒ๐ท ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐น ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ต๐ช๐ท๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ธ๐ต๐. ๐๐ฝ ๐ช๐น๐น๐ฎ๐ช๐ป๐ผ ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ถ๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฝ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฎ ๐ฒ๐ผ๐ท'๐ฝ ๐ช๐ท๐ ๐ฌ๐ธ๐ฌ๐ด ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ฝ