Meme daddy is here. I'm actually not a meme daddy, yet. (Just to clarify some things)
The other day this girl asked me about the marks in my eye. Here is some variation of what I told her.
"I was laying in my crib as a baby and the Meme Jesus™ floated down on a cloud of what is currently knows as Pepe, and just fucking punched the shit out of my eyeball with The Meme Staff™ while yelling YOU WI BE A MEME DADDY, ON THE TUMBLR PEOPLE WILL BOW DOWN AND ASK FOR YOUR babies BECAUSE YOU ARE MEME DADDY. And then bam I'm meme daddy and and yah know, this mark, this exact mark, only true Meme Daddies have it. In acceptation to Miles McKenna. They don't need it. We all know he's the Daddy Of Daddies."
So yeah. Goodnight. My dirty glabrbees.
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Humoridk random stuff from my day because why not...(okay, it started out like that...but now it's just memes and shit.)