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HOW DID WAS HUGGING YOU DIE? MY BEST FRIEND.
NO, I MEAN
DON'T CARE. 1 WAS
WHAT KILLED YOU? HUGGING MY BEST FRIEND,
HOW DID WAS HUGGING YOU DIE? MY BEST FRIEND. NO, I MEAN DON'T CARE. 1 WAS WHAT KILLED YOU? HUGGING MY BEST FRIEND,
-And then I told the thief "you can go through, I don't bite"
-and what did you do...?
-I bit him...
-And then I told the thief "you can go through, I don't bite" -and what did you do...? -I bit him...
MY STORY
People always ask me, 'How did you get so successful?" .
might be a billion-shrimp mog-nate these days, but it's all thanks to my grandfather, Freddy. He started life asa stray kitten never knowing where his next meal was coming from, but ended his days a highly respected business leader and billionaire. He learned everything he knew not from joing to college, but through the 'school of life'.
When Freddy was a kitten he used to hang around the lecal fishmongers every day, watching the produce being unloaded and delivered. He sniffed every box of crustacea and fish carefully and followed closely behind in case anything dropped to the floor. If he meowed and looked extra-cute the delivery driver would throw him pilchard or two.
My grandfather listened to the fishmonger wax lyrical about shrimp for hours: which were the best; which were to be avoided; which looked promising but were all shell and
no meat. This is where Freddy learned how to strive for the very best and accept nothing less.
In return for the food and tuition, my grandfather chased the mice, rats and pigeons out of the shop, which of course
MY STORY People always ask me, 'How did you get so successful?" . might be a billion-shrimp mog-nate these days, but it's all thanks to my grandfather, Freddy. He started life asa stray kitten never knowing where his next meal was coming from, but ended his days a highly respected business leader and billionaire. He learned everything he knew not from joing to college, but through the 'school of life'. When Freddy was a kitten he used to hang around the lecal fishmongers every day, watching the produce being unloaded and delivered. He sniffed every box of crustacea and fish carefully and followed closely behind in case anything dropped to the floor. If he meowed and looked extra-cute the delivery driver would throw him pilchard or two. My grandfather listened to the fishmonger wax lyrical about shrimp for hours: which were the best; which were to be avoided; which looked promising but were all shell and no meat. This is where Freddy learned how to strive for the very best and accept nothing less. In return for the food and tuition, my grandfather chased the mice, rats and pigeons out of the shop, which of course
YOU DIDN'T DESERVE THE BAD THINGS
THAT HAPPENED TO YOU. STOP
BELIEVING THAT
YOU DID.
YOU DIDN'T DESERVE THE BAD THINGS THAT HAPPENED TO YOU. STOP BELIEVING THAT YOU DID.