Remember when the height of online humour was a cat playing the keyboard? Yeah, me too. Now I’m dodging Skibidi Toilet memes like they’re digital landmines. Don’t get me wrong, I love a good laugh as much as the next millennial struggling with the price of avocado toast. But Skibidi Toilet? This ain’t it, chief.
Here’s the thing: 30-year-old me is officially old. How do I know? Because I spend more time trying to decipher Gen Z humour than I do figuring out my taxes. And Skibidi Toilet? That’s the final boss of confusing internet trends.
Skibidi Toilet: What in the Fresh Prince is Going On?
First things first, let’s break this down for us geriatric millennials who still think “yeet” is something you yell while throwing something away (aggressively, might I add).
- The Basics: Imagine a world overrun by singing toilet heads. These aren’t your friendly neighbourhood plumbers, mind you. We’re talking weaponized commodes, belting out tunes while battling… wait for it… people with cameras for heads. Yeah, you heard me right.
- The Soundtrack: The “skibidi dop dop dop, yes yes” earworm burrows into your brain like that one song from that commercial you hate but can’t stop humming. It’s catchy, I’ll give it that. But like that same commercial, I’m ready for it to be over.
- The Popularity: This isn’t some niche corner of the internet. Skibidi Toilet has taken TikTok by storm, racking up millions of views and spawning countless memes. Even your grandma who still calls you to fix the wifi has probably seen it.
Why 30-Year-Old Me is Officially Too Old for This
Look, I’m all for a good dose of absurdity. But there’s a fine line between “so random it’s funny” and “what in the actual heck am I watching?”. Skibidi Toilet dances dangerously close to that line, and frankly, my brain is too tired for this.
Here’s why this 30-year-old is waving the white flag:
- My Sense of Humour Evolved (Or Died?): Remember when we thought “Charlie Bit My Finger” was peak comedy? Now, I chuckle at witty tweets about the struggles of adulting and the existential dread of Monday mornings. Skibidi Toilet feels like it’s speaking a different comedic language, one I’m not fluent in.
- I Have Bills to Pay: When you’re staring down the barrel of a mortgage payment and wondering if you can afford both avocado toast AND rent, toilet humour just doesn’t hit the same. I need my comedy with a side of social commentary, something that reflects the realities of being a functioning (barely) adult.
- My Brain Needs a Break: Between work emails, doomscrolling, and trying to maintain a semblance of a social life, my brain is officially fried. I don’t have the mental bandwidth to unpack the layers of Skibidi Toilet. Is it satire? Social commentary? A cry for help from a generation drowning in student loan debt? Who knows!
Embrace the Confusion (Or Just Accept It)
Now, before you younger folks start calling me a boomer (the ultimate insult, I know), hear me out. I’m not saying Skibidi Toilet is bad. It’s clearly resonating with a massive audience. And hey, maybe there’s some deeper meaning I’m missing. Maybe it’s a commentary on the absurdity of modern life, or a rebellion against the polished perfection of influencer culture.
Or maybe it’s just a bunch of singing toilets battling camera heads.
Either way, I’m choosing to embrace the confusion. I’ll stick to my dad jokes and memes about the struggle of remembering what I went into the kitchen for. You kids enjoy your Skibidi Toilet. Just don’t come crying to me when the earworm takes over your brain and you start humming “skibidi dop dop dop” in your sleep.
Because trust me, it happens.
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