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The Memes Enigma: Unraveling Their Comical Powers and Unexpected Consequences. Content Warning.
Introduction: In a world where laughter reigns supreme, memes have emerged as the digital jesters of our time. These whimsical nuggets of humor possess an extraordinary ability to bring joy and mirth to our lives.
By Zakria Mirza3 years ago in Humor
with flowers
In the countryside, there are a variety of bird songs, pleasant to the ear; In some small towns, we can only see a flock of sparrows flying from tree to tree with a "whoosh", or a large flock of sparrows jumping and searching from the rubbish heap in front of the cake shop; Then I came to a bigger city where there were not even birds to be seen. Sometimes, standing in this quiet and noisy city, standing in the high-rise building, seeing a flock of birds flying high above, leaving only melancholy memories...
By Brasier Pannone3 years ago in Humor
"Laugh Factory"
Title: "Laugh Factory" Synopsis: "Laugh Factory" is a hilarious workplace comedy that takes us behind the scenes of the fictional Ha-Ha Productions, a struggling comedy production company. The show explores the ups and downs of the eccentric staff as they navigate the cutthroat world of comedy, trying to create the next big hit while dealing with their own personal and professional challenges. With a mix of witty banter, outrageous situations, and unexpected punchlines, "Laugh Factory" promises to deliver non-stop laughter.
By Jananan Sandajeshan3 years ago in Humor
Imperceptibly
Imperceptibly, the little goat has been two years old, but he is the sheep mother's sweetheart, every time to go out to play, the mother must remind. Little goat thinks mother is very verbose, he thinks: I have grown up, leave mother can also live independently. One night, he decided to leave his mother and go on his own. Late at night, while her mother was sleeping soundly, the little goat quietly went out of the door and walked deep into the forest. It was spring, and everything was awake. The warm sun was shining on the earth, and everything was full of life. The little goat climbed the steep mountain, waded across the clear river, and came to a vast prairie. Every day he drank mountain spring water when he was thirsty, and enjoyed the tender grass all over the mountains when he was hungry. Along the way, there were many small animals for company, and he was happy and proud. In a blink of an eye, the cold winter arrived, the sky floated a goose feather snow, the river froze, the flowers on the ground was covered with thick snow, the earth as if wearing a padded jacket, friends also instantly disappeared without a trace. The little goat was cold and hungry, almost exhausted, and almost fell into the ice cellar. At this time, how he missed the warm home, the front of his mother's kind face. Suddenly, a wild Wolf appeared, he exposed his murderous claws to the goat came over, the goat scared legs and ran, while running while Shouting: "Help! Help!" The mother sheep, who was looking for the little goat everywhere, heard the child's cry for help. She ran over and grabbed the little goat, and quickly ran home. They finally escaped the danger. At this time, frightened. The little goat lay in her mother's arms and cried bitterly. He choked and said, "Mom, I'm sorry I made you worry. I'll never leave you alone again." The mother gently stroked the goat's head and said meaningfully, "My good boy, where is your mother, where is your happiest place!"The shining stars, the bright moon, the silky drizzle, the vast snow, the warm sun are all loved by people, but I only love the misty morning fog. Early in the morning, many people are still asleep while I was rubbing the sleepy eyes, early to get up. Everything is taken care of, go to the window to open the window, the eye is a large expanse of morning fog in the sky, such as a painting, giving people a kind of "do not know the true face of the mountain" mystery. The tall and majestic mountains in the distance appear green and dancing in the morning mist; Downstairs flowers and trees on the crystal dew, this is a masterpiece of nature, a breeze blowing, trees dancing and shaking the body, if standing under the tree, a dewdrop like a pearl from the sky! Across the lawn, the indistinct outline of the pedestrians and vehicles scattered on the road, like a fairyland in a dream, and it is not very real in the haze, a little bit disappeared in the fog. With the passage of time, the fog lightened a little, and nature seemed to be covered with a thin layer of white gauze. Looking up at the far side of the mountain, where the branches of some trees gradually emerged, coupled with a light layer of white frost, did not feel that it constituted a clean white gouache painting. This matter, a few birds flew from other places to stand on the branches of the trees, adding different colors to the painting, full of poetic meaning, let people enjoy. The scene of morning fog reminds people of the Heavenly Palace in the famous novel Journey to the West. The trees looked like the Queen Mother's flat peach garden; The wide road seems to be the rainbow bridge in the palace of Heaven... Morning fog, hidden the floor landscape, lost a few pedestrians. Getting up early in the morning, tasting a cup of light tea, watching the ever-changing morning mist, this is not a different charm.
By michael duncan3 years ago in Humor
Monkey Madness
Chapter 1: Monkey Business in the Wild Jack Thompson, an adventurous and slightly clumsy explorer, had always dreamed of discovering rare species and becoming a renowned naturalist. Armed with his trusty camera and a backpack filled with scientific equipment, he embarked on an expedition to a remote wild forest.
By Sham gowtham3 years ago in Humor
Temporal Titans
Episode 1 - "A New Assignment" In the pilot episode of "Temporal Titans," we witness the pivotal moment when Teddy Roosevelt and Abraham Lincoln are recruited into the Temporal Preservation Bureau (TPB) after their natural deaths. The episode begins with a gripping prologue that showcases the historical context surrounding their respective demises, creating an emotional backdrop for their recruitment.
By Aaron Richmond3 years ago in Humor
Mixing It Up!
Episode 1 - "The Grand Scheme" In the charming town of Pleasantville, four friends find themselves at a crossroads in their lives. Each dealing with their unique set of quirks and setbacks, they stumble upon an unexpected opportunity that could change everything.
By Aaron Richmond3 years ago in Humor
The Adventures of the
The Adventures of the Bitter Children is the work of the famous French writer Ecdo Marlowe, which has been widely circulated. "The Tale of the Bitter Child" tells the story of an abandoned child - the bitter son Remi was thrown in the streets of Paris by his uncle, and was sold by his adoptive father to the old man of the juggling class Mr. Vitales when he was eight years old, from then on, Remi began to wander. Remi encountered many difficulties on his way to wandering, and he overcame them with a strong will. Finally, Remy finds his real mother, Mrs. Milligan. As the saying goes, "Difficulties are like springs. If you are weak, they are strong, and if you are strong, they are weak." In our life, there are many difficulties. I remember when I first began to learn to skate, I always fell and bumped, and often got black and blue on my body. Every time I fell down, I would keep Shouting, "I don't want to learn, skating is so hard, it hurts my butt." Later, with my mother's encouragement, I continued to learn. And so it went, day after day, year after year, and now I could finally skate. Every time I put on my skates, I have to skate a few laps before I'm happy. In life and study, whenever we encounter difficulties, we should be as brave as Remi to overcome difficulties, then we will taste the taste of victory.Marlow's "The Tale of the Bitter Child" tells the story of a child named Remi who was stolen from a young age and was taken in by his mother Barberland. In the difficult and tortuous wandering career, he is not lonely, he has always loved him as his own son Barberland mother; There is the old Vitalis who taught him to be a man, to read, to play and to sing; There are "inner beauty" and Kabi that are closely related to him; The florist father who took him in; There was the Nice girl who loved him; There was the lovely Marcia who shared his joys and sorrows; And Mrs. Milligan, who took him in by chance... .... Finally, he found his own biological parents and lived a happy life. From this, I think of Zhang Leping grandpa wrote "Sanmao Waifu", Sanmao is not only the little boy with only three hair, he is just as good as Remi, brave, smart and witty! After reading this childhood adventure story, there is a voice in my heart reverberating: to try our best to help those who need help at any time, to always have a grateful heart! "Vagrants of the Bitter Child" is not so much a abandoned child's vagrant history, as a wanderer in pursuit of happiness song!These days, I read the book "The Adventures of the Bitter Children". The book is a children's novel by Marlowe, a famous 19th century French writer. It describes the vagrant life of an abandoned child. The plot of the story was so vivid and interesting that I was deeply moved. The hero of the story is a little boy named Remi, he is the eldest son of a noble family, when he was very young, his uncle commandeered his property, carried him away, and abandoned him on the side of the road in Paris. His adoptive father, Barberland, picked him up, raised him until he was eight years old, and sold him to a wandering artist, Mr. Vitales, from then on began to roam the world of life. Later, Mr. Vitales also died, Remi was left alone, wandering everywhere, he tasted the sweet and bitter of the world, experienced many difficulties and setbacks, and finally, the bitter son Remi finally reunited with his family, and the family lived a happy life. Reading this book made me realize how happy we are. The hero Remi self-reliance and self-reliance not afraid of difficulties of the spirit, worth us to learn. I especially like this book.
By Sheniska Brown3 years ago in Humor
The Rain
Once upon a time, in a quaint little village nestled at the foot of a majestic mountain range, two friends named Sarah and Alex found themselves caught in a sudden downpour. Seeking shelter under the awning of a cozy café, they decided to pass the time by engaging in a delightful conversation. As the rain gracefully descends, it paints a symphony of serenity, awakening the senses and igniting the soul. Let its gentle touch guide you into a world of reflection and inspiration.
By kulandaivel3 years ago in Humor
The vastness and comp
The vastness and complexity of the world are beyond anyone's imagination, in front of which the individual is but a small straw. In the face of the boundless magic mirror of the world, we see our own floating shadow, divided by the wind into a fragile individual, clearly living in the same world, but have been alone for no reason. Even if said to be independent, completely rely on their own strength to create a gorgeous sky, but until a thousand sails over the bustling disperse, but found themselves from the bottom of my heart or desire a pair of hands. Those hands came from the clouds, with the heat of the heart, it silently accepted you and silently carried you to the other side. How can we live alone, we meet so many people every day on the road of life, we form each other's lives. Some of them might stay, so we approach each other, become friends and walk the rest of the way together. They give you friendship, they give you laughter, they give you warmth, they give you support. But really such friends are not many after all, you don't know when you will meet them.The real basis on which people judge your ability is not how many things you have in your head, but your actions. People trust down-to-earth people, they think: this person dares to say and do, must know how to do the best. I have yet to hear anyone praised for not bothering others, not taking action, or waiting for orders to do something. Those leaders in business and government are very capable and hard-working people, people who are 100 percent motivated. Those who stand on the sidelines will never lead. Whether it's spontaneous or passive, it's habit. Habit is like a rope, we spin a rope every day, and finally it is too thick to break. The rope of habit will either lead us to the peak or the trough, depending on the habit or the bad habit. Bad habits can make or break us. They are easy to develop but hard to maintain. Good habits are hard to form, but easy to keep.Night, can grasp the night is less and less. But we never seem to think about what time means to us in this perspective, what it means to miss a night, and what it means to seize it. When reading this story, I almost shed tears, because in the days before I entered the repeat school, I also experienced such years. I am very glad that I have a chance to come again after missing, and it is this time to grasp the fate of my life. What changes will happen to you in one night? I was in a bad mood that year when I failed my college entrance exam. I want to go out to work to earn more money for my parents, maybe that can make up for my guilt towards them. Father said, when the field work is finished, we will make plans. At that time, the wheat had been harvested, but my mother fell ill, and there was still a field in my family that had not been planted with corn. There was a heavy rain during the night. It was a good time to plant corn. At noon the next day, my father and I set out. The seeds are in plastic buckets, and my father digs and pits me with seeds, two seeds in each pit. The hot sun of the fifth lunar month seems to recover all the rain last night, the ground is hot like a steamer, I sweat, my father is also breathing heavily. By the time the sun went down I was exhausted and my mouth was dry. We've run out of seeds with four rows to plant. Relieved, I said to my father that it was getting dark, let's call it a day and bring the seeds tomorrow. Dad said nothing, hid his hoe in a pile of straw in the field, and we went home. Back home, I drank water, comfortable on the kang to sleep, but saw my father in the corn seeds, I asked not tomorrow to plant? What's the use of preparing now? Dad smiled and said that the field must be planted tonight, otherwise the harvest will fail in the future. I can't believe it. Isn't it just one night away? Dad said that we took a nap and passed through the night, but the seeds planted do not sleep, and the corn on the same plot is planted overnight, the yield difference can be big. Seeing my disbelief, my father pointed to the corn hanging under the eaves and said, You see, these and the storage are the harvest of this land, before and after a day. I picked up the corn ear under the eaves and compared it with the store, about 3 cm short! I took a few more comparisons, without exception, the size of the corn under the eaves is generally small!
By Jacob Deitrick3 years ago in Humor
