🐣 25+ Best Memes About Let Me

Animals, Disney, and Memes: THINGS DO NOT CARE ABOUT: YOUR RELIGION YOUR GENDER YOUR INCOME YOUR ORIENTATION THINGS DO CARE ABOUT: - HOW YOU TREAT OTHERS HOW YOU TREAT ANIMALS IF YOU WON'T JUDGE AAE FOR HOW MUCH EAT IF YOU WILL LET ME SING ALONG TO DISNEY SONGS, LOUDLY

God, Memes, and Survivor: HOLOCAUST SURVIVOR HAS A MESSAGE FOR AMERICANS WHO CALL IMMIGRANT DETENTION CENTERS 'CONCENTRATION CAMPS EDC I SAID PLEASE GOD LET ME SEE THE LIGHT THE NEXT DAY "YOU CAN'T COMPARE. ANYTIME I HEAR IT, IT'S SICKENING." Disgraceful.

Disgraceful.

Love, Memes, and Let Me Love You: FRANK WHY WONT YOU LET ME LOVE YOU https://t.co/iHRprGsldC

FRANK WHY WONT YOU LET ME LOVE YOU https://t.co/iHRprGsldC

Anaconda, Ass, and Head: DJ RICH BO$$ @kingrichboss Slappin Ass Durning Sex Getting Boring Let Me Taze You In The Back Of Ya Head 6/25/18, 12:04 AM 39 Retweets 85 Likes 100 Oh hell nah! 😂💀 https://t.co/5Ft53aP5No

Oh hell nah! 😂💀 https://t.co/5Ft53aP5No

Being Alone, Beautiful, and Creepy: 17:17 1 13 hrs I often eat alone at a Wendy's that's just down the street from my house. A little less than a week ago, I noticed that they hired a new employee. She's a fair skinned woman who, for the sake of not violating a pending order of protection, we'll say is named Michelle. I was fond of her from the moment I first saw her. I immediately went home and scoured the internet to find out more information about her. I figured this way I'd be able to learn her interests and engage her in conversation regarding them l remember initially thinking to myself that it's a shame how name tags don't include last names. All I had to go on was her first name and location, yet thanks to Facebook's ability to search by city and state, I was able to find her after just a few hours. Once I did l realized I hit a goldmine; her phone number was visible to everyone, not just Facebook friends. Most women are scared to give out their number to a stranger because they don't think they're trustworthy, but if someone asked you out on a date after looking you up and learning your phone number without you having to tell them, you'd likely be far more trusting of that person since they already know your personal info. You'd have nothing to lose. That was my line of thinking, anyway. After obtaining her phone number I figured I'd try to do something romantic that would build up to me asking her out. I decided to use an app that would let me text her without revealing my actual number. The app allowed me to change my number at will O Write a comment... GF) )> 7 17:17 1 3 app allowed me to change my number at will, essentially making it unblockable, which I thought was a good idea since she might think it's just one of her friends messing with her and block it right away. This would grant me the ability to remain a complete enigma to her. "Once a day," I told myself. "Only text her once a day so it isn't creepy." Sadly, I was far too excited at the prospect of having my first girlfriend to stick to that. My first text to her was simply, "l saw that picture of your graduation you posted. You're beautiful." Later that day while I was sitting in the Wendy's parking lot I sent her another text that said, "l can see you right now. One day you'll see me, too." Before I knew it I had texted her over three hundred times in just a few days She never once responded to any of them. Still, not all messages contained text, some were just pictures of her that l took while she was at work to let her know that I was actually there Some of you may have noticed that I wasn't online at all yesterday. There is good reason for that. Yesterday was the day that I met her in person and tried to ask her out. It didn't go as planned. I walked up to Michelle while she was at the counter and told her that I'm her admirer. Her cheerful expression changed as she suddenly started shouting, "This is the guy! Marco, this is the guy!" Marco is her manager. He jumped from behind the counter and grabbed me while instructing her to call the police. I bit his arm hard enough to draw blood, but he did not release me O Write a comment... GF) )> 7 17:17 1 13 hrs while instructing her to call the police. I bit his arm hard enough to draw blood, but he did not release me until police arrivedd The police said that the detainment was lawful, which meant that I was to be charged with battery for biting the manager in addition to stalking. This amounts to almost $500 in fines. Thankfully, father told me he'd take care of it since I'm currently unemployed. The police also told me that she's filing for an order of protection, so l can't return to that specific Wendy's. Father told me to keep my chin up and to remember that some women just aren't worth it. He said that If she thinks having a guy flatter her and think about her all the time is something to call the police over, then she must be "one of those nutty feminists." After spending some time thinking about it, I realized that he's right. Sometimes you just have to remind yourself that it's not you, it's them O Write a comment... GIF 7 The creepiest Neckbeard I've seen in a long time, him and his dad blame rejection on feminism

The creepiest Neckbeard I've seen in a long time, him and his dad blame rejection on feminism

Memes, Yo, and Book: CAN YOU DRAW Me A PICTURE 0 SURE LET ME KNOW WHAT you WANT AND I LL ㄇ TELL YoU THE PRICE Yo u WANT MO NEY? @ADAMTOTS Support artists! Specifically, support me. I'm on Patreon (patreon.com/adamtots) or you can preorder my new book: http://amzn.to/2xKQuet kekekekek thanks

Support artists! Specifically, support me. I'm on Patreon (patreon.com/adamtots) or you can preorder my new book: http://amzn.to/2xKQuet ke...

Memes, North Korea, and Iran: LET ME GET THIS STRAIGHT THE SAME PEOPLE THAT GAVE IRAN $150 BILLION AND A PATH TO OWNING NUKES ARE ACTUALLY UPSET THAT TRUMP GAVE UP NOTHING, GOT PRISONERS BACK AND IS DE-NUCLEARIZING NORTH KOREA?

Memes, Bigotry, and 🤖: SO, LET ME GET THIS STRAIGHT WHEN YOU STAND UP FOR YOUR OPINON, ITS FINE... BUT WHEN IDO, IT'S BIGOTRY? TURNING POINT USA Hmm.. 🤔🤔🤔

Hmm.. 🤔🤔🤔

Restaurant, Joy, and Fit: SO LET ME GET THIS RIGHT LIBERALS THROW A HISSY FIT WHEN A BAKER REFUSES SOMEONE SERVICES BUT THEY JUMPFOR JOY WHEN A RESTAURANT OWNER DOES EXACTLY THE SAME THINGP Hypocrites.

Hypocrites.

Memes, Restaurant, and 🤖: SO LET ME GET THIS RIGHT LIBERALS THROW A HISSY FIT WHEN A BAKER REFUSES SOMEONE SERVICES BUT THEYJUMPFORJOY WHEN A RESTAURANT OWNER DOES EXACTLY THE SAME THINGP matup.com

Amazon, Dank, and Fall: MRS JONES, AFTER DOING SOME TESTS, I'M MAKING THE DIAGNOSIS THAT YOUR SON IS ON THE SPECTRUM I SEE. WHAT DO YOU MEAN, EXACTLY? WHERE DOES HE FALL? HERE, LET ME SHOW YOU ON THE CHART COOLNESS SPECTRUM COOL KIDT FUCKINN LOSER .cyanide and Happiness © Explosm.net- Check out the new Cyanide & Happiness parenting guide: https://www.amazon.com/Cyanide-Happiness-Guide-Parenting-Three/dp/1684150027

Check out the new Cyanide & Happiness parenting guide: https://www.amazon.com/Cyanide-Happiness-Guide-Parenting-Three/dp/1684150027

Drunk, Memes, and Money: James Katona @james_katona I spend so much money when l'm drunk. You could ask me to pay off ur student loans and I would try Yeah sure, let me max out my cards

Yeah sure, let me max out my cards

Funny, Yeah, and How: "Oh yeah, let me show you how it's done!"

"Oh yeah, let me show you how it's done!"

College, Good, and Help: You can't be here, but I'll help you find a room Sure, stay, you're not hurting anyone You can stay as long as I'm around LAWFUL GOOD NEUTRAL GOOD CHAOTIC GOOD Let me call You can't be here Cuz of liability I'm gonna practice improv with you my boss LAWFUL NEUTRALTRUE NEUTRAL CHAOTIC NEUTRAL I'm in charge here And I say No. Slip a $15 into my bucket and you can stay I'm going to kill you with my broom LAWFUL EVIL NEUTRAL EVIL CHAOTIC EVIL Let’s say you’re a janitor in charge of cleaning a public college theater and you walk in to see an improv group practicing without your prior knowledge...

Let’s say you’re a janitor in charge of cleaning a public college theater and you walk in to see an improv group practicing without your pri...

Alive, Bad, and Fashion: REMEMBERING LEON WHITE I was preparing to fly out to Denver for an episode of Monday Night Raw in October, 2016 when my wife called to tell me that Leon White had left a few messages on my answering machine. I figured he must have wanted to get together while WWE was in town, and got on my flight, thinking I would catch up with him the next day – that we would grab lunch before the show, or he could come backstage and hang out with some of the guys. But that next day, my wife asked me again to call him, telling me of the urgency in his voice, and how it seemed very important. As it turned out, Leon wasn’t calling me to have lunch, catch up, or to hang out backstage. He was calling me as a friend, telling me that he had been diagnosed with congestive heart failure, and had been given two years to live. On Monday night, one year and eight months after telling me of his diagnosis, Leon White passed away, leaving behind him a loving son, a legacy as one of the very best big men to ever grace the ring (the very best, in my opinion) and a great mystery as to why one of the biggest drawing cards of his era has yet to be inducted into the WWE Hall of Fame. No matter how many times I talked with Leon, the conversation would eventually turn to the Hall of Fame, and I would constantly tell him that no one or no thing, not even his absence from the WWE Hall of Fame could take away from what he had accomplished around the world. He was quite simply one of the biggest stars our business has ever known. He worked hard. He worked injured. He brought out the very best in so many people he faced – including me. On a worldwide basis he was so much bigger and meant so much more to our business than so many people who have gone on to receive far more accolades - including me, including just about everyone. A few years ago, I was honored to be asked by Leon to write the forward for his book. I did my very best to come up with something that was worthy of the man and his body of outstanding work. I said a lot of the things I really felt needed to be said at that time – and probably need to be repeated now, more than ever. FOREWARD: by Mick Foley I had a unique problem in the spring of 1993 for which there was really only one solution. I had become a babyface - a good guy for Ted Turner's World Championship Wrestling (WCW) - a few months earlier, and things were going fairly well with one exception; it was difficult for me to get sympathy from the fans. As a heel, a bad guy, I'd been portrayed as a guy who thrived on pain, maybe even liked it - which helped create a very interesting wrestling villain persona. It did not, however, make for a terribly sympathetic portrait as a good guy. I requested a meeting with WCW booker Dusty Rhodes, and together we came up with a plan to combat the sympathy problem. Quite simply, I would wrestle Vader. Two matches, twenty stitches, a broken nose, and a memorable ambulance ride later, my sympathy problem was a thing of the past. Vader had cured it. It was almost impossible not to feel a sense of sympathy for an opponent of Leon White during his career as Vader. To me, he was the most believable, most talented "monster" wrestler of his generation. No one was better at being the immovable object, that inpenetrable wall than Leon White. Eventually - if you worked hard enough, and if it was in the interest of doing business - the object would move and the wall would crumble in spectacular fashion. But if you were his opponent, he'd make damn sure that you were the very best irresistible force you could possibly be - or he'd eat you alive. The price you paid to be the best you could be against Vader was high - but the rewards for going places you didn't know you could go, until he helped you get there, were even higher. Every year fans wonder if Leon and White will finally be inducted into the WWE Hall of Fame, and every year, most of those HOF slots are filled by wrestlers who didn't draw a fraction of the money, or contribute to the wrestling business on nearly the level that Leon White/Vader did. I'm not belittling the importance of the WWE Hall of Fame. Indeed, being inducted was one of the personal highlights of my career. But the selection process is more than a little subjective in nature. In the event that he continues to be overlooked, let me put forth my criteria for which Leon White should not only be inducted into the WWE Hall of Fame, but be considered one of the greatest, most influential wrestlers of his generation. 1) He drew more money, with a wider variety of opponents, for different promotions, on a global basis, than just about any of his contemporaries. Basically, until WWE tried to fix something that wasn't broken, Vader was money everywhere he went. 2) He brought out the best in his opponents. Vader "paid it forward" by bringing out the very best in some of the greatest stars of his time, and of all time. 3) His matches stand the test of time. No matter what trends the business may go through, Vader's believable brawling, combined with his impressive athleticism will never go out of style. 4) He was able to turn a 6'4, 300 pound maniac with a love for pain into a sympathetic underdog. Who's the man? Leon White was, and always will be. Rest in peace, my friend.

$Alive, Bad, and Fashion: REMEMBERING LEON WHITE I was preparing to fly out to Denver for an episode of Monday Night Raw in October, 2016 when my wife called to tell me that Leon White had left a few messages on my answering machine. I figured he must have wanted to get together while WWE was in town, and got on my flight, thinking I would catch up with him the next day – that we would grab lunch before the show, or he could come backstage and hang out with some of the guys. But that next day, my wife asked me again to call him, telling me of the urgency in his voice, and how it seemed very important. As it turned out, Leon wasn’t calling me to have lunch, catch up, or to hang out backstage. He was calling me as a friend, telling me that he had been diagnosed with congestive heart failure, and had been given two years to live. On Monday night, one year and eight months after telling me of his diagnosis, Leon White passed away, leaving behind him a loving son, a legacy as one of the very best big men to ever grace the ring (the very best, in my opinion) and a great mystery as to why one of the biggest drawing cards of his era has yet to be inducted into the WWE Hall of Fame. No matter how many times I talked with Leon, the conversation would eventually turn to the Hall of Fame, and I would constantly tell him that no one or no thing, not even his absence from the WWE Hall of Fame could take away from what he had accomplished around the world. He was quite simply one of the biggest stars our business has ever known. He worked hard. He worked injured. He brought out the very best in so many people he faced – including me. On a worldwide basis he was so much bigger and meant so much more to our business than so many people who have gone on to receive far more accolades - including me, including just about everyone. A few years ago, I was honored to be asked by Leon to write the forward for his book. I did my very best to come up with something that was worthy of the man and his body of outstanding work. I said a lot of the things I really felt needed to be said at that time – and probably need to be repeated now, more than ever. FOREWARD: by Mick Foley I had a unique problem in the spring of 1993 for which there was really only one solution. I had become a babyface - a good guy for Ted Turner's World Championship Wrestling (WCW) - a few months earlier, and things were going fairly well with one exception; it was difficult for me to get sympathy from the fans. As a heel, a bad guy, I'd been portrayed as a guy who thrived on pain, maybe even liked it - which helped create a very interesting wrestling villain persona. It did not, however, make for a terribly sympathetic portrait as a good guy. I requested a meeting with WCW booker Dusty Rhodes, and together we came up with a plan to combat the sympathy problem. Quite simply, I would wrestle Vader. Two matches, twenty stitches, a broken nose, and a memorable ambulance ride later, my sympathy problem was a thing of the past. Vader had cured it. It was almost impossible not to feel a sense of sympathy for an opponent of Leon White during his career as Vader. To me, he was the most believable, most talented "monster" wrestler of his generation. No one was better at being the immovable object, that inpenetrable wall than Leon White. Eventually - if you worked hard enough, and if it was in the interest of doing business - the object would move and the wall would crumble in spectacular fashion. But if you were his opponent, he'd make damn sure that you were the very best irresistible force you could possibly be - or he'd eat you alive. The price you paid to be the best you could be against Vader was high - but the rewards for going places you didn't know you could go, until he helped you get there, were even higher. Every year fans wonder if Leon and White will finally be inducted into the WWE Hall of Fame, and every year, most of those HOF slots are filled by wrestlers who didn't draw a fraction of the money, or contribute to the wrestling business on nearly the level that Leon White/Vader did. I'm not belittling the importance of the WWE Hall of Fame. Indeed, being inducted was one of the personal highlights of my career. But the selection process is more than a little subjective in nature. In the event that he continues to be overlooked, let me put forth my criteria for which Leon White should not only be inducted into the WWE Hall of Fame, but be considered one of the greatest, most influential wrestlers of his generation. 1) He drew more money, with a wider variety of opponents, for different promotions, on a global basis, than just about any of his contemporaries. Basically, until WWE tried to fix something that wasn't broken, Vader was money everywhere he went. 2) He brought out the best in his opponents. Vader "paid it forward" by bringing out the very best in some of the greatest stars of his time, and of all time. 3) His matches stand the test of time. No matter what trends the business may go through, Vader's believable brawling, combined with his impressive athleticism will never go out of style. 4) He was able to turn a 6'4, 300 pound maniac with a love for pain into a sympathetic underdog. Who's the man? Leon White was, and always will be. Rest in peace, my friend.$