Ah, I thought most of them were the same, my bad.

Yeah, totally concede that Futurama is better and that Simpsons has really declined in quality.

Leave out the steamed hams, nothing to see here.

I couldn’t get into Disenchanted, though I did try to stick it out through a good few episodes, just didn’t click with me. Glad you enjoy it.

The lady that got the worms started showing symptoms after touching some grass while she was outside

Don’t trip and fall on any dicks in the parking lot!

Snake? SNAKE?! SSNNNNAAAAAAAAKKKKKEEEEE!!!

Sounds about right. I reposted an old meme about a KFC family bucket and ended up with an inbox full of screeees about animal abuse.

At the same time, it’s a joke you posted and a bunch of people got butthurt about it. They’re within their own rights to express themselves about something they don’t agree with, but you are also within your own right to post what you want, within reason (I believe hate speech is out of bounds on Lemmy, but I’m not sure what else is).

If the timing didn’t work out, don’t regret it. Adapt. Post when hopefully the same people that you jive with will get the joke. Then it might blow over later. If you post it in the memes community, it shouldn’t turn into a big deal. We do this for laughs and for fun.

RE-RE-RE-REEEEEMMMIIIXXX

That’s the plan. Always has been.

And “gigolo.”

What this ‘we’ crap? Speak fer yerself

I just made everyone around me concerned with how much I laughed at that

You son of a removed, I’m in

To be fair, I meant to title it ‘Totes McYes.’

Typos can make things confusing

I’m a parent, and I sponsor this message.

Just milking it for more than a decade as well as prong other platforms to continue milking it

Right?! This was just a low-effort repost to get some laughs. It actually ended up making me laugh hard today with how ridiculous it’s gotten.

And the angel of the lord came unto me, Snatching me up from my place of slumber, And took me on high and higher still Until we moved to the spaces betwixt the air itself, And he brought me unto a vast farmland of our own Midwest, And as we descended, cries of impending doom rose from the soil; One thousand, nay, a million, voices full of fear, And terror possessed me then, And I begged “Angel of the Lord, what are these tortured screams?”, And the angel said unto me “These are the cries of the carrots, the cries of the carrots! You see, Reverend Maynard, Tomorrow is harvest day, and to them, it is the holocaust!” And I sprang from my slumber, drenched in sweat, Like the tears of one million terrified brothers and roared “Hear me now, I have seen the light! They have a consciousness, they have a life, they have a soul! Damn you! Let the rabbits wear glasses! Save our brothers!”

Well, this escalated rather quickly…

It’s a joke. Lighten up.

Also, label it what you want, but I’m a millennial.

… and you wanted to share this with the class because…