I finally come home to my little cottage and what do I see? You fucking backstabbers and your garbage-tier memeing can suck my dick right now. After months of work of pushing this clan ahead and countless fights to prove that aether is the gold in the salt mine, what do I come home to? You insolent bastards, what would you be without me? This is a diagrace. You're like a teenager bunch standing up to a parent. I gave birth to you and you treat me like this. Do you know how much pain I went through when your small heads made way through my big head. I tell you, no man should have to go through what I went through and then get twice-eaten shit thrown in my face. Matter of fact, this is what 9/11 was all about, to exterminate pests like you, who corrupt the internet with your entry-level memeing and shitposts. Everyone is sick of your shit.
Worst part is, you grow like weeds, completely unregulated, and spread with the wind or whatever sub-par of your kind you hang out with. We pure-blood memers need space to develop, and you 9gag freaks are taking up our motherland's soil. This is when natural selection is wrong, and we must correct it. Although, you're free to reproduce and behave like the animals you are in the sub-par soil. We're generous people and we allow that, as long as you don't take our natural generosity for granted.
Sadly, patrician memeing is only for a select few, but you can always admire our glorious sunlight :-)