Look, nobody understands crypto. Not even the people who invented it. But somehow, memecoins have become the financial equivalent of betting on a horse because it has a funny name.
Dogecoin? It’s literally based on a Shiba Inu meme and somehow made people millionaires. Pepecoin? You’re telling me that someone put some money into that and now it’s worth more than my degree? Yeah, probably. It’s not about utility, it’s about vibes. Memecoins run on pure chaos and community delusion—and that’s what makes them beautiful as well as dangerous.
You’re not investing. You’re joining a cult with charts or gambling in other words. A Telegram group full of dudes named “CryptoChad420” yelling “HODL” while your $11 turns into $300, then into $2 by the time you wake up. It’s like gambling, but with more spreadsheets and less judgment, which is saying something.
And let’s be real: we’re not here for serious long-term portfolio growth. We’re here for that rush. That adrenaline hit when your coin jumps 400% overnight because Elon Musk tweeted something mildly related. You don’t buy memecoins—you ride them like a frat dog on a Roomba.
Is it smart? Absolutely not. But is it fun? Only when you’re winning. Memecoins are college crypto. Dumb, risky, occasionally profitable, and 100% fueled by inside jokes and blind optimism.
So go ahead, throw $20 into some coin called “FlokiMoonInu.” Worst case, you lose lunch money. Best case? You’re buying a house with a JPEG dog on it. Let’s be honest here, worst case is wayyyy more likely.
Just don’t call yourself a crypto bro. That’s where we draw the line, and always invest/gamble knowing you could and probably will, lose it all.
