Whilst surfing around the internetz toobs this weekend, I came across my brother Sean’s Facebook page, and of course, saw this as his profile picture:
Instantly I snorted apple juice out of my nose, and collapsed on the floor laughing, oh god, laughing that unquenchable guilt-ridden laugh that comes from the depths of despair and horror, but still unable to stop. And of course Lucy was right there and said “Oh what a cute kitty!”
And then, “Why are you laughing?”
I mean, where do you even start? Let’s suppose you were to take that question at face value, and actually formulate a response. First you’d have to have a quick lesson on the history of cute animals being forwarded all over the internet in the late ’90s.
Then you’d have to introduce the idea of memes, with emphasis on the original I Can Has Cheezburger lolcats, and the years of ensuing animal-advice based macro memes, including (but not limited to) Successful Black Man and PTSD Clarinet Boy.
Now let us turn to the subject of feline leukemia.
I’m sorry, I can’t keep typing.