Novel & Cerita Funniest Shrek Memes

“My mother said I’m too romantic, she said I’m dancing in the movies… Fire on fire, would normally kill us, but this much desire together we are winners, you say that we are out of control but some say we are sinners…’’ I kept 0on singing with the lyrics before deciding it was too much, I had been singing the same song for almost half an hour. Next I began watching some sad cartoon animation, it was awesome and I felt like I related with all the characters. Shrek was my favorite, it reminded me of who I am, it helped me connect with everything around me and showed me that I wasn’t the only fat ad ugly person in the world. It helped me realize, that ugly could also be beautiful, that it was o

“I cannot wait for the day Vera good gets into a fight and Eden would not be there!” “That day will be brutal” I closed the laptop. I opened it again immediately and refreshed. There was a meme now. Someone had taken a part of the video and turned it into a GIF, the exact moment Erica had me by the hair and my face was doing something undignified, and put it side by side with a stock image of a cat being held by the scruff. The account that posted it had no profile picture, no followers, no posts except this one. I knew who made it. WREN!

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Spin shakes his head. “Well you know, indecent places”, I say quietly. Spin chuckles as he continues shaving. Meme takes a moment before she gets the reference and squeals out, “oh my God Lala! I swear you honestly don’t understand what oversharing is”. She is giggling like a lovesick schoolgirl!

The sound of him chuckling is like music, but I hold a straight face, not giving off any emotion. "Do not take this the wrong way, but you're definitely not what I heard," he says smiling and I frown slightly. "What?" "You don't have a large nose like Shrek, neither do you look like a troll nor have a hunched back. You're not the ugly beast they paint you to be," he says, and my face goes red immediately. What the hell?! I didn't expect them to say nice things about me but Shrek?! That's just sheer evil.

“The one with the really boring voice?” “Exactly!” Harry slapped the table, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “I swapped all the flashcards in his presentation with ones that had ‘cat memes’ on them. The entire lecture was an hour of memes, and the best part? He didn’t even notice until halfway through. None of the students told him; they just recorded it silently while trying to control their laugh.”

He didn’t sigh when she arrived three minutes late to a pitch. He smirked — smirked! — when she called him “Spreadsheet Daddy” under her breath. And then, on Friday, the impossible happened. He laughed. Not a smirk. Not a scoff. A real, low, quiet chuckle. All because she’d Photoshopped his face onto a Renaissance painting for a meme she titled: "Sebastian Mason, Patron Saint of Budget Cuts." It was in the middle of a staff email chain titled “Friday Madness.” She hadn’t expected him to see it.

TESSA I open I*******m first, and my world implodes all over again. The video is everywhere. Reposted, shared, turned into memes, reaction videos and compilation clips. #TessaFail is trending. #FatGirlDown has over a million views. Someone has auto-tuned my sobs and turned them into a remix. But it's the comments that really destroy me: "LMAOOOOO this is the funniest thing I've ever seen" "Imagine being this delusional about your weight"

The woman burst into laughter, unable to contain her amusement. “Oh, hell no!” She exclaimed, shaking her head and reclining back, crossing her long legs. “But it was fun to see that look on your face. Priceless if you ask me, wasn’t it, Cooper?” Cooper chuckled in response, his grin wide and filled with amusement. “It definitely was. It’s a shame we couldn’t capture it on video. It could’ve gone viral as a great meme.”

The small pan hissed softly as the oil heated, the sharp scent of roughly crushed garlic already filling the kitchen before I realized I was humming. Fuck. A Shakira song. Wildly off-brand for this morning’s mood, which had gone to hell at five twelve a.m. sharp, when Arsen, the technological bastard I’ve called my enemy since we were both fermenting in Mama’s womb, spammed my W******p with fifteen random memes and one AI-generated video of Harry Potter lip-syncing a reggaeton song.