Pepe Coin is down right now, and my frog is giving me the kind of judgmental stare usually reserved for people who forget to feed him flies. I opened my wallet this morning hoping for a small moon mission, but instead it’s like watching a frog drown in a swamp of red numbers. Every time I refresh the chart, Pepe blinks slowly, as if to say, ‘Bro… this is on you.’ I try to tell myself HODL, but my wallet cries in tiny digital tears. Meanwhile, other coins are flying to the moon like Elon’s Teslas on rockets, and here I am, stuck in frog purgatory with nothing but memes and regret. I tried to sell, but my frog jumped on the keyboard and typed ‘HODL’ in all caps. Now I’m invested in guilt, existential dread, and the hope that one day, my Pepe will buy me a Lambo or at least a pixelated slice of pizza. Every night I whisper to him, ‘Froggy, we can make it…’ while staring at a chart that looks like it was drawn by a blind tadpole. To the moon, to the swamp, to anywhere but down here in financial misery… please, Pepe. Save us all 🐸💸😭.”
