There is too much micro-commentary offered by this screenshot that must not be subject to explanation.
Isn’t it the formula for memes? To let the reader’s visual interpretation fill in the void of an implied deduction? It’s ultimately a matter of trust otherwise you end up over-explaining, and as we all know, over-explaining is the surest route to banality.
During my intensive research into this story, I stumbled across a strange image tucked away in the guts of one of my external hard drives. Don’t even ask.
Many may wonder and grimace in considering. We are baffled by what other regions of the subhuman world treat as food. It’s like curiosity and revulsion tossed together like an evil salad.
Tastes like chicken is the common refrain.
Tastes like Kamala suits the moment.
And of course, I must add a meme that I, and only I, appear to like. The further we get on with the Biden presidency, the more it ages well.
Kamala’s road to the Oval Office is fraught with scraped knees and distended assholes.