What It’s Like to Be A Meme People Forgot About Quickly

You know you’ve seen it. I always said to myself, I wish I could just make one post go viral so I could have a shit ton of followers and be like those guys who are Instagram famous. And there it is, my yearbook picture on Barstool Sports Instagram. Probably the beacon of pop culture right now, over 2 million people saw my yearbook picture. And just like that I was famous.

The yearbook quote that everyone in my high school called me an idiot for finally started paying off. Suddenly people I haven’t talked to in years texted me saying “DUUDE DID YOU SEE BARSTOOL BRO THAT SHIT IS SO FUNNY. How u been bro?” Shit really does change when you make it big. The only thing that didn’t change was the fact that my mom still thinks I’m a douche bag for making that my quote, but let’s be honest, I kind of am a douche… just a famous douche. So, by now, you’re probably wondering what happens next.

Let’s look a little deeper into this post. The caption “Michael Carparco… he fucks.” … Not even my real name. My high school got it wrong in the yearbook (they had one job). My real name is Mike Caparco but that doesn’t matter. The only thing that blows is the fact that everyone thinks that Michael Carparco fucks when in reality it’s Michael Caparco that fucks. No problems though I changed my Instagram name almost immediately to rack up the followers, only problem is I only got maybe 5 or 6 and they’re all weirdos and just comment nonsense on my posts. 0-1 on being famous so far.

Being a young entrepreneur, I decided to try and make some money off this if I could. So I made t-shirts. I spent all my savings on making a website, designing shirts and all that bullshit to find out it’s a scam. I ordered a shirt 3 weeks ago and I still haven’t gotten it so you be the judge. So far 0-2 on being famous.

I guess now is a good time to give an apology to Greg from Alaska, Kevin from Rhode Island and Jeff from Texas the only three sales I had, probably never got their shirts. Sorry. The worst part about it is that I’m not famous anymore, no one even remembers it. I guess I know what Charlie Sheen feels like minus the hookers and insane amounts of coke. Or just without the coke and a smaller amount of hookers #winning.

D3golf.myshopify.com <— There’s my link. Buy a shirt. You won’t get it but I’ll get paid.