"How do you feel about people forcing memes?" Isabelle asked the gassy Samus Aran as the dog secretary was there to help the fart filled bounty hunter in the zero suit feel much better as they were in a girl's locker room somewhere within the mansion.
"Well when they get out of date, they turn bad ad it gets to a point where people question why it was ever funny in the 1st place." Zamus said as she was continuing to fan the stinky air she was making with her smelly wet farts as she wondered how many suits of hers that she ruined from her constant flatulence. "People need to have perspective on what does and doesn't work, because they won't remember why it was funny or worked at all."
"...Are you sure about that?" Isabelle asked as she ended up farting out a cute little poot in shock.
Zamus smirked as she patted Isabelle on the head while continuing to rip ass with her dank farts. "Everything gets abused and then they're laid to rest... it might happen to all of us."