Special note: My mother doesn't lie to me, okay?
My mother journals, where she basically gets all the rage on paper.
She showed me her entry from last night. It was rage to start with, then a pattern, and then "If you're happy and you know it clap your hands
Why am I writing in a way that none can read without form? (At this point the handwriting was degrading fast) It is strangely rela" At this point it becomes incomprehensible, and apparently the
So, more Pokémemes! Pikachu: PRIMEAPE
WAT R U DOIN?
As many of you are aware, the Pope is now an ex-Pope. So what happens to him now?
It's called Goldfish. Naturally, everyone is a goldfish. I makes jokes around the fish's 3 second memory. Teacher: Okay, kids, remember to revise for the test tomorrow! Student: What test? Teacher: Test? What are you talking about? I never said anything about any tests. Suicidal Goldfish: *pointing gun at head* I don't wanna forget! I don't wanna for-- *looks at gun in hand* Argh! A gun! What the hell...?! *disposes of gun*
From now on, I'm doing a set of Pokémemes every week! Any Pokémon-based images I find amusing will be submitted!