Our god is an Indian that turns into a wolf.
As with so many things on the internet, the meme I am about to share with you began as something else.
First, there was Advice Dog.
The joke being, don't ever take the dog's advice. (Octomom, for example, probably takes Advice Dog's advice from sunup to sundown.)
Then came the offshoots.
Depression Dog.
Politically Neutral Dog.
The Philosoraptor.
Old Advice Dog, which is the same dog, but older and wiser; therefore, his advice is sound now. See how that works?
Um... various... other things.
And the strangest and most telling meme on the interwebs... Pokedads.
Which, depending on the pokemon in question, could give you the dad you always wanted...
...or the dad you probably actually had.
But my favorite of all these memes is the one I am about to share with you now. By its very nature, it lends itself to a lot of asshattery -- alpha male, gym-rat bullshit, really hateful misogyny, and a positively Nietzschean amorality. But when it works, which is most of the time, it cuts right to the heart of the matter, landing somewhere in the vast middle ground between Wayne Dyer and R. Lee Ermey.
And now, since I have seen how many of you on my flist could use some bucking up, I have removed the bullcrap and made you a present of the closest thing I have to a God right now...
COURAGE WOLF.
Yes. I know. This is an alpha-male deal. It means you should crush the weak. But the first time I saw it, for just a second, I took it literally -- as an instruction to, every morning before I start work, taste a woman's vagina. I consider this a more noble sentiment, and so I am sticking with it.
First, there was Advice Dog.
The joke being, don't ever take the dog's advice. (Octomom, for example, probably takes Advice Dog's advice from sunup to sundown.)
Then came the offshoots.
Depression Dog.
Politically Neutral Dog.
The Philosoraptor.
Old Advice Dog, which is the same dog, but older and wiser; therefore, his advice is sound now. See how that works?
Um... various... other things.
And the strangest and most telling meme on the interwebs... Pokedads.
Which, depending on the pokemon in question, could give you the dad you always wanted...
...or the dad you probably actually had.
But my favorite of all these memes is the one I am about to share with you now. By its very nature, it lends itself to a lot of asshattery -- alpha male, gym-rat bullshit, really hateful misogyny, and a positively Nietzschean amorality. But when it works, which is most of the time, it cuts right to the heart of the matter, landing somewhere in the vast middle ground between Wayne Dyer and R. Lee Ermey.
And now, since I have seen how many of you on my flist could use some bucking up, I have removed the bullcrap and made you a present of the closest thing I have to a God right now...
COURAGE WOLF.
Yes. I know. This is an alpha-male deal. It means you should crush the weak. But the first time I saw it, for just a second, I took it literally -- as an instruction to, every morning before I start work, taste a woman's vagina. I consider this a more noble sentiment, and so I am sticking with it.