Hehe Meme Novels & Stories

Mentions, messages, tags. My stomach tightened as I opened one. It was a meme caricature of my old picture. There was a poop emoji on top of my head, my brown eyes were replaced with a red laser, and a boldly written text on the picture said ‘SLUT’. I groaned and locked my phone immediately. But it was too late. I’d already seen it. Another buzz. Then another. Curiosity got the better of me again. I saw a particular message from a private page in my DM.

He clicks on it and staring back at him, is a picture of himself, moving away as clowns came near. He looks terrible, drunk and at the same time terrified. Tempering the urge to throw the phone away from himself, he scrolls down and sees different captions to the meme and one particular one by Ash Glam's Twitter page that reads "Undone assignments when they are due..." They had the guys to post it as well? They basically fueled the meme going viral. He goes back and checks the second hot topic. "Owner of B&F accused of Plagiarism right after Gail's death." He clicks on it and sees a news link and clicks on it as well.

My vapidness would love to smack some sense in him. ‘Cheers!’ Another wrote with clinking glasses. His teeth would look better on the ground or better as toppings. ‘Can I have some?’ The following goes on. I'd like to have some of your arteries too. ‘Cheap drunks!’ You think you can afford the cheap in the wildest of your dreams. The netizens had a gala day sharing memes amongst themselves. I have become a laughingstock. It ranges from hilarious to disgustingly vulgar. For what? For outspeaking and spitting facts at a jerk's face. For standing up by the side of a vampiress who is forced to become his sex slave. For having opinions that do not reconcile. For wanting to be admired.

“Sssh!“ Dave said and held me tightly. “I just want to hug you and sleep, okay?“ I wanted to struggle, but I jolted when I felt his skin against mine. He was burning. “Dave? Are you okay? You are so hot!“ Dave seemed startled for a second before he chuckled. “Be careful with how you select your words, Mia. You made me think of a different thing.“ I looked at him in confusion. “What do you mean?“ I asked. Think of a different thing? What could it be? He was sick, and that was all!

“Oh thank God, backup. Jackson, explain memes to your boyfriend. He doesn’t understand why anyone would care about a woman yelling at a cat.” “It’s not that I don’t care,” Frost protested. “I just don’t understand the context. Is this a human realm inside joke? Did something happen with this specific woman and cat?” I couldn’t help but laugh, dropping my bag by the door. “Frost, it’s just a meme. It doesn’t have to make sense. That’s kind of the point.” “But—” “Nope.” Maya held up a hand. “We’re moving on. Next meme.” She scrolled down, and Frost leaned in closer, his expression adorably perplexed.

It was too much fun to see and hear her unfiltered like this to waste such a good opportunity. I wasn't a first-class jerk. "No, I'm not insane; the insane one is someone who consumes that kind of stuff. But well... who am I to judge?" "Oh, please! Don't hit me with the Michael Jackson meme, it's too worn out and old... I don't know, update it with a funnier meme." I couldn't believe she was already daring to say something to me.

And I don't share. --- A/n Oooohhh burnnnn 😏 Let's see what happens next. Remember to vote 😙🖤

The loss of two mates weighed heavily on her. “Daddy, can you make pancakes?” Hank asks. “Sure, Buddy,” Milo kisses his head, and they all get up. “This is nice,” Sandra says, handing Milo a cup of coffee, while he fried ham and sausage. He put the pancake batter into a squeeze bottle and spelled HANK for Hank. MOM for Sandra and DAD for himself. “Best breakfast ever,” Hank smiles as they all sit down to eat. “Thanks, Daddy!” Milo smiles and holds Sandra’s hand. How bad could Biczi Supermax really be?

Was about to reply, when another text popped up. Unknown number 💬: Need me to remind your little ex why he never should’ve messed with my ice-tongued princess?

I got the French tips, Anna got the ombre,mom also got the French tip, and Lisa got the chrome. “ Don't you think it's time Lisa got her ears pierced?”. Mom voiced out. “ Yeah, that's a great idea, but it's up to Lisa”. “ I really want to get my ears pierced”. Lisa said excitedly