this image is quite literally six years old now and that’s wild to me. there are actual real live human beings younger than this .jpg who are walking and talking unassisted. i feel so old. i feel death approaching. will i sleep? will i dream?
Old 4chan memes are so incomprehensible now. Matthew and I were just talking about this last night, I was describing a Hot Topic in 2003. “It was a simpler, more ancient time,” I said, “When a meme had a real longetivity to it. Years and years. And when somebody understood the bizarre reference, it was actually really cool, like: Yeah! We’re both internet weirdos! High-five! Now I see something funny and I’m already immediately exhausted by it, because tomorrow it’ll be on the Ellen show and my grandma will share it on facebook, and next week you can buy it on t-shirts at Urban Outfitters, and six months from now it’s going to be in a bunch of parody movie trailers. By the time South Park gets it in their show six days later it’s stale. It won’t go quietly into the night like ‘I’ma chargin mah lazers’ — an honorable death, at the highest it could go. It just immediately is sold and consumed and fucking awful. Immediately. And then it’s dead, before it even happened.”
i cannot fucking believe capitalism and consumerism ruined memes. of all things. memes. it fucking baffles me how the world could come to this. god help us all.
So I’m on the island with some random Japanese player and this happens..
Japanese player: “You are interesting!”
Japanese player: “It is lie.”
*competitive melee player voice* got some brawl goin on? not melee but I’ll go a round aha. you only have wii remotes? guy’s c’mon you’re killin me here. pass me the classic controller *bad impression of the announcer* CHOOSE YOUR CHARACTER!! aha. do you guys play stock? I’m setting it to stock. *picks fox* boom. bam. fffffox comin’ atcha. who you goin with? dedede? really? you’re going with dedede? aha hey no do whatever you want. I’ll let you pick the stage *picks temple*
(had to look up what duvet means -_-)
Both of mine are patterned… at my mom’s house, it’s pink, blue, and green stripes with flowers and stuff. At my dad’s, it’s teal, green, brown, and navy stripes with a few dots as well.
didn’t think I liked stripes that much…
skeletons have become a meme and that means there is a meme inside you, with you at all times.
an emotional roller coaster from start to finish
i hate it when u stop being friends w someone or u break up w someone cos uve got all this information about them like at the back of ur mind like their birthday or their favorite game or whatever, and even years later things will come up and you’ll think about that person and its like. oh. and it never really Stops
I don’t care about your cookie cutter dystopian future where everyone is miraculously still straight as an arrow