cheezburger

twin peaks characters as memes
  • dale: cinnamon roll meme, psychic: *reads my mind* (endless screaming), “this is fine” dog, “ted cruz is the zodiac killer,” “get you a man who can do both,” “i can has cheezburger?”
  • albert: “imma let you finish,” condescending willy wonka
  • harry: “me at the beginning of 1989 vs me at the end of 1989″
  • gordon: every billy mays meme ever made, peanut butter jelly time, “don’t talk to me or my son ever again,” “will it blend?”
  • windom: evil kermit, “me, an intellectual,” @dril’s greatest hits
  • tamara: confused math lady, bedridden kim kardashian, hipster ariel
  • hawk: “but that’s none of my business” kermit (courtesy of laughingpinecone)
  • doug milford: ceiling cat, old man yells at cloud, most interesting man in the world
  • garland briggs: flying spaghetti monster
  • andy: philosoraptor
  • MFAP: Trololo, evolution of dance
  • Leland: Dramatic Gopher
  • james hurley: skateboarding bulldog
  • dr. jacoby: demotivational posters
  • phillip jeffries: david after dentist
  • nadine: LEAVE BRITNEY ALONE
  • log lady: it’s adam and eve not adam and steve
  • sam stanley: wake me up inside (can’t wake up)
  • chet desmond: handsome squidward
  • bobby briggs: panicked mr. krabs
the signs as tumblr eras
  • 2010-2011 // the rise of tumblr. rage comics, wine mom humor, can i haz cheezburger, furry culture's prime: taurus, cancer
  • 2012 // the rise of fandoms. "the only post on tumblr with ______ notes on it", superwholock, "there's a supernatural gif for that", gifsets: gemini, sagittarius
  • 2013 // the rise of aesthetics. transparents, "touch my butt and buy me pizza", indie blogs, pastels: LIBRA, leo
  • 2014 // the rise of shitposts. "your fave is problematic", pepe, gay gay and more gay, dank memes: virgo, scorpio, pisces
  • 2015-2016 // the rise of memes. discourse, the meme revolution, astrology memes, callout culture: aries, AQUARIUS, capricorn

Tater is a master of the art of tacky, tasteless Christmas presents that make people awkwardly unsure if he knows how inappropriate they are, or if he’s giving them out of honest good faith.  He’s like that dragon who hoards uncomfortable situations.

Kent Parson does him one better by gladly accepting and openly using them, from the Hello Kitty travel mug to the Britney Spears body pillow.

Every year it’s like a game of chicken: Tater tries to come up with a gift of even greater hideousness, trying to find something even Kent will blanch at.  At the same time, if he goes too far with his gift, he’s going to endure the pain of watching Kent use it.