Today we're doing originstuff. That's cool with you right?
Rage Guy arose from this comic someone drew, which contained a feel we all know - that splashback. Yoibers. It set the precedent of countless life experiences, with art anyone could create, all culminating in raw anger.
Find out more at Know Your Meme, but until then, share this on Facebook to have Rage Guy advance to the Rage Face Finals!
Belonging perhaps the me gustaiest actor around, Steve's eyes have taken a life of their own. It's only fair for his mouth to follow suit. This image is actually 100% unphotoshopped. Antishopped even.
Te Gusta Me Gusta? El Shareo!
RIP Davy Jones, the Best Trolling Stone.
There's a troll in all of us, and what better way to exemplify that with distorted facial features creating an alarming smirk? None, I say. None at all.
Does your cool face make people mad? Anger your Facebook friends some more by sharing this post (also to advance it to the next match, I guess).
This user claims they were trying to search "How do you use green screens on windows movie maker" and then this happened... Sure. We all know you were desperate to learn The Google.
When things happen that just make less than zero sense, the Jackie Chan in all of us comes out. How can this world be filled with creatures that enable this confusion? The world is just one giant full of swears.
More shares mean moving to next round! Go Jackie go!
Mods wish they knew what girlfriends were. Congratulations, Bug Catcher.
Despite Neil being THE coolest scientist still alive #SorryBillNye, he epitomizes the silent eye-roll we all experience when any of our friends try to brag about anything. Oh you didn't even study for your exam? Oh, you didn't let your soup cool before eating it?
So many cares uncared.
But so many shares shared? That's for you to decide.
The one and only. The guy who started it all. The reason any of these crudely-drawn images exists.
Rage Guy.
Let's honor his name by voting him forward (via Facebook shares) in the Meme Madness tournament. Innovation deserves acknowledgement, or at least screaming at the top of your lungs.
I have this drum "I like," a rump-a-pum-pum.
Me also gusta its crown. That smarmy, self-satisfaction of life's weird, simple pleasures - that is the gusta we know and love. Not just a sucker for the ordinary, but a sucker for the extra-strange-inary.
If you Me Gusta this post, share it on Facebook so it advances to the next el roundo!
