I was going to draw this, but then I thought of using my Pixton mutant skills to portray my thoughts on the matter, which are always slanted in the same direction.
How does a meme affect a tiny man?
How can a meme be influenced by a giantess?
Who the hell came up with the word “meme”? It’s so gross to sound it out. Worse than “moist” or “poignant”. The etymology pisses me off too. Never mind things that piss me off, plentiful as they are at the moment. Right now I’m showing you a world where I visit the Internet and see all those clips of people messing with bottle caps. How can I help getting in on the action with the tiny man that shares that other-existent world with me?
He’s happy to cooperate, even if he never took a minute of martial-arts training (the way I did).
he doesn’t stop until that cap flies off the bottle, and I have the footage to prove it. When I publish it, it has more views than any video on Earth. How can it not? Who wouldn’t watch a tiny man sweep the leg?
Over and over again.
You know you would.
In that world, that tiny man is proud and happy, as I am.