When old memes start taking over a tragic all-girls high school, it's up to six lame-os to embark on an interdimensional adventure and use their wits, poor athleticism, and various memeing skills to save their school. 2016 WATTYS WINNER! Edit: Most of these memes might be...aged. Please note that this comic was first created in late 2015/start of 2016, and it shows in the early updates.

Leafy had lost all hope. He wanted a chin. He could not get a chin. Max, the new kid was his only hope. He had two chins. After weeks of extensive research Leafy finally found a plastic surgeon to help him. But who was this Max guy? Merely a stranger... he wouldn't accept, would he?

My first MCR fic, not sure what's going on, don't remember. I dunno you guys, it's unedited and kinda nasty. You do you if you wanna read it.

[i got the letter format idea from @softlings so all credit goes to her for the letter format] I hope you all enjoy this one, I love letter format books

I'm Mikey Way, the grand twenty year old virgin and general klutz when it came to anything vaguely romantic, with a twenty five year old hermit of a brother who only leaves the basement to visit his not quite boyfriend, Frank. I'm also an anti-social mess who's most definitely going to get kicked out of his English course at college by the professor who's more than a little convinced I'm a pyromaniac, unless by some miracle the guy I met at the comic store who wants to suck me off is actually a reincarnation of William Wordsworth. I think Pete may be one of the weirdest people I've ever met, I mean, there are not many people who find amusement in so casually involving blowjobs in their first conversation with you. Pete was a man whore, I thought man whore was a pretty weird term, but I guess Pete was a pretty weird person, so it just sort of fit, like pieces in a puzzle, or a dick in his mouth, apparently. Maybe things would end up with Pete being my friend, or maybe even something more than that, wouldn't that just be... odd? Puzzle pieces, huh? But things are never quite that straight forward, things just love to stray just off the key of reason.