EmanuelaBrolandi posted:The first time I read a goatstein post it was about ten years ago. He was unmarried. Little did I know it would be a few years later on that exact date that BHPN would, in vacation in Thailand, meet a woman who would change his life forever. At the time Getfiscal was a card carrying member of the Canadian Republican Party and his avatar was a picture of Paul Martin that said FAGGOT under it in big red letters.
like the corners of my mind
tpaine posted:
Blind rainbow trout adopts Orphaned puppies
methlabretriever posted:we are all subjects in history
ok, that's a wrap!!! finally. we can end it on a good note...and it only took 1143 takes...
discipline posted:which dude? tell jools
have you really missed methlab's 30 posts per day for the last month
ilmdge posted:discipline posted:which dude? tell jools
have you really missed methlab's 30 posts per day for the last month
she's busy doing whatever it is women do all day... probably not goofing off or whatever.
happy new year!
tpaine posted:pbr's ok.
For 2 bux a pint anythings ok
His reply continued in the same vein. "Rage faces."
I nodded, then came back with "Pepe." We were getting the classics and mainstream memes out of the way first.
But then he replied with "tendies." Ah, now things were really getting underway.
It was an old-fashioned meme off, and one that it was imperative I win, because my reputation was at stake. A professor of memes at U Mad, I had been studying memes for years, and it was my life's work to understand and document the rarest and dankest memes in the world. The tendies reference he'd just dropped initially spawned at 4chan, which is where my opponent had first cut his teeth as he made a name for himself in the meme circuit, an ascension that had culminated in this challenge, a public call-out of myself.
I have been quoted frequently in the New York Times, Foreign Affairs, and numerous other prestigious journals. I tend to be the first person called for a comment any time a meme-related terror attack takes place, an occurrence increasing in frequency since the infamous Beta Uprising took its more militant turn.
This meme off challenge was personal. Not everyone appreciates what I do. In fact, my opponent here today had been attacking me for months across various social media. Because he doesn't study memes, he traffics in them, and was part of a vocal contingent that finds my study of meme culture to be highly offensive. These are the sort of people that burned in protest copies of the 1st edition of my Comprehensive Encyclopedia of Memes when it was initially published, who picketed outside my office occasionally. These people believed that every time I wrote about a meme, I was killing it. I reject all such claims, which remind me of the laughable Xhosa belief that when you take someone's picture, you're stealing their soul. Some say the people who take the most selfies have the least soul of all... but I digress. Put simply, I consider myself something of a painter, while I consider my opponent nothing but a graffiti artist.
He may consider my clinical treatment of memes dry and contrary to a meme's very existence, but he was precocious and impudent. Despite being immersed in meme culture, there was no way he knew his history the way I did, and I was determined to move this stand-off in my direction.
"The niggerstomper58 schizophrenia post," I offered.
"Tane," he answered confidently. But now I had him where I wanted him. My knowledge of Something Awful and its offshoot forums was unrivaled, and the youngster was getting out of his depth.
"Barnacle Jim has a long face," I said, stringing him along.
"Why you throw chip," he said and smiled. I was surprised to see him reaching that deep, and not a little impressed, but still I was unruffled, because I was about to go in for the kill.
"A place where saying fail aids is funny and acceptable," I said. He stood there stammering, completely lost. I dropped the mic and walked off stage. And then everyone stood up and clapped.
Happy New Year, rHizzonE!
happy new years rhizzone