It’s literally a compulsion I cannot help myself but collect and share memes ![]()
The dinosaur one. As a teenager I would pet-sit my neighbor’s parrot and it was a biter. Unprovoked, or at least I didn’t understand bird body language. Still have the scars on my hands and I think feathered dinosaurs would be terrifying.
I raised a lot of chickens for a lot of years. I adore them. BUT. It only takes knowing one mean rooster to really respect that a 5lb dinosaur could FUCK YOU UP ![]()

Truly some of your best work. Thank sir B for having work stress for me
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oh my god it’s so true. Yes, meme harvesting is my favored detach from reality pastime, can you tell? ![]()
The contrarian in me is very annoyed I did exactly as that last one said I would lol
ME TOO. I was like “fuck. You got me good. Okay, saved”

I might have created this thread, but you are its owner, carer, custodian, keeper, librarian.
4 years in March. 10,000+ posts. God only knows how many memes. 713minute estimated read time.
I was voted most likely to be a librarian for my senior class breakfast. I’m fulfilling my destiny here. ![]()
Okay my husband is bizarre. He read the big letters then started back at the top.
I am in the second to last one and I hate it. She even looks like me! Forever vacuuming instead of studying ![]()
The more stressed I get, the more often I vacuum. I may not be able to fix big things but I can remove the sensation of foot crunchies DANGIT ![]()
I did that too
I did the same! Engineers?
Me three!
The immediate, visible gratification of clean floors is forever more enticing than anything I’m actually supposed to be doing ![]()

















