It all started when I found out about my man Harambe. I knew him personally so it took a toll on my life. He was like a big brother to me. Even my grandpa cried. A stupid kid shouldn't have fell in. After his funeral, I scrolled through Instagram. I was shocked on what I saw. A Harambe meme?!?! I couldn't believe my eyes. People said he deserved it. This is where my meme addiction began. I saw one that said "Harambe is the face of gorilla glue, because he is the glue that metaphorically held this nation together." This was a very true story. I saw an edit of pictures of Harambe with the song sweatshirt by Jacob Sartorius in the background. It was his favorite song. He only got to hear it a few times before he was SHOT BY THE CINCINNATI ZOO!!!!! Smh people these days are so cruel. The memes were pouring in. I loved Harambe, but I think I loved the memes more. I spammed my friends with the memes. Lets just say I don't have many friends anymore. They were concerned about my addiction. This is when the meme addiction started. Most people are ashamed of their addictions, but I am PROUD. #RIPharambe
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Meme Overload
Non-FictionWhat happens when dank memes take over your brain. Everything you say is based off of memes. I think I might be addicted.
