I have a confession to make:
I find cat macros to be irritating, twee and pointless. This is largely due to the fact that I do not find the intentionally slaughtered grammar and spelling to be cute - instead, it makes me want to thwap someone with a dictionary.
Nice to get that off my chest.
I am quickly printing notes before heading to my virology lecture. I am enjoying these HUGELY - virology is my favourite subject out of all medical subjects, and the lecturer looks exactly like Jeffrey Dean Morgan. No, really. Exactly. The fact that he doesn't speak in an amused American drawl makes for weird cognitive dissonance.
Nice to get that off my chest.
I am quickly printing notes before heading to my virology lecture. I am enjoying these HUGELY - virology is my favourite subject out of all medical subjects, and the lecturer looks exactly like Jeffrey Dean Morgan. No, really. Exactly. The fact that he doesn't speak in an amused American drawl makes for weird cognitive dissonance.

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Oh, thank goodness I'm not the only one.
aw, Fahye
But you hated it.
I glory in jokes so unfunny that they go all the way around to hysterical. Sometimes cat macros traverse that path for me. Most often, they do not.
At the very least, the prolific nature of cat macros means that the internet is no longer 90% porn. Now it's only 88% porn and 2% strange-lookin' pussies...
wait a minute.
(See what I mean about my weakness for the really bad jokes?)
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(And on the 'unfortunate number' note, even with the ones I like, I'm a bit baffled at how EVERYONE AND THEIR GRANDMOTHER is making cat macros these days.)
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I find them funny, or at least fun, in a certain context, which is to say when they become catchphrases of the "If you say a lame joke often enough, it will eventually become funny just through repetition" sort among certain friends. (Shati's face of glee makes up for a lot of them.) And there's a certain amusement I find in the fact that one has to work to slaughter grammar that badly.
I wish to heaven, mind you, that they were not called macros. Even after I've had the etymology explained to me, I still think that macros = Excel shortcut things.
I entirely understand, however, not having had the repetition tip over from annoying to funny.
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I think we can no longer be friends. YOU HAS NO FLAVA.