Thus begins the Nicpocalypse, the last stage of inquisitional censorship before botspam ascends into a state of divine memedom. In doing so, Nicole joins the first progenitor of the Dark Meme pantheon in his eternal dance across the interwebs, a handmaiden to his horrid everpresent jiggle…
We’re watching history unfold. I kinda wish we weren’t…
Old man yells at shower. News at 11.