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Chin up, kid. Don't get all mopey on me. You've got skill. You've got talent. You just need to show your drive.
*steps out of the shadows*
Heh... not bad, kid. Not bad at all. Your meme, I mean. It's not bad. A good first attempt. It's plenty dank... I can tell it's got some thought behind it... lots of quotable material...
But memeing isn't all sunshine and rainbows, kid. You're skilled... that much I can tell. But do you have what it takes to be a Memester? To join those esteemed meme ranks? To call yourself a member of the Ruseman's Corps?
Memeing takes talent, that much is true. But more than that it takes heart. The world-class Memesters - I mean the big guys, like Johnny Hammersticks and Billy Kuahana - they're out there day and night, burning the midnight meme-oil, working tirelessly to craft that next big meme.
i am serb
serb are warrioring race and born to kill and fihgt
we are rais to be power in mental energys and the strength
when i was in the forth year of the primary school i make the nosebleed and ask the teacher for bandage
teacher punch me in the guts in frotn of class and tell me i am the ♥♥♥♥♥♥. and then he make me carry rocks out of schoolyard until midnite
you think you can beat me stupid amerifat with your mcdonalds and obisity but you cant stupid. for because the serbs are best in the fighteng and the sciences. we have nukes now. and nuclear power. we can desstroy hole world i. but we do not because we are the benelovent and defencers of the europeans. when my gret uncle was the eight year old the nazi hitler invaded jugoslav. his fatter beat german soljer to death with bere hands