Kids these days and their
mee-mees and their
may-mays, I can't get out of bed in the morning without seeing one. Like pogs and everything else that kids have shoved up their noses for generations,
meems will disappear into the ether like so many bad Intertunnel memories. We just need to band together and stop them ourselves. Maybe if we form some sort of commission or stop reproducing as a whole we can wipe out the
ma-may menace.
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