On the next page it looks like you're laughing so hard you're coughing up blood. You're sure by now that these horrible memes from the future have been knowingly deployed by the villainous forces of this story, such as Laurie, the Wench, Jollacrity, the Sky King, and god knows how many others will conspire to fuck you over.
It looks like some of your friendly cohorts are also nearby. The Elf Princess is blowing on her tuba to cast an anti-meme field to prevent everyone from laughing, but sadly it looks like your future self is just out of range. You don't think you're going to make it.
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