$PETATO lies sprawled out on the ground, his lumpy, potato-shaped body perfectly blending into the earthy dirt. His froggy face, usually full of mischievous meme energy, is now a picture of defeat, eyes half-lidded in a moment of pure existential crisis. "Why must I always be so… spud-like?" he wonders, his potato arms flopped beside him like overcooked fries. The wind gently rustles the digital grass around him, but even the rustling doesn't bring his usual pep. Maybe it was the endless stream of memes he had to keep up with or the fact that he could never seem to find the right filter for his face. But then, a familiar sound cuts through the silence: Doge barking in the distance. “Much meme. Very laugh. Such wow.” $PETATO sighs, feeling the familiar pull of meme magic. With a deep, potato-laden breath, he rises—slowly, but surely—ready to continue his journey in the world of the internet, knowing deep down that even in his most salty, starchy moments, he’s still part of the meme legacy. “Guess I’m just a spud who memes,” he mutters, shrugging. And that’s enough.