Kids these days and their memes or mee-mees and their may-mays, or whatever they call them. I can’t get out of bed in the morning without seeing a meme. Like pogs, and everything else that kids have shoved up their noses for generations, the very idea of meems will likely disappear into the ether like so many other bad ideas. You know, like Zima. Anyway,we could band together to stop memes. Maybe if we formed some sort of commission, or stopped reproducing as a species, we could wipe out the ma-may menace.
Or you can chuckle and move on. It’s entirely up to you.