Small doujin companies are (in)famous for this sort of thing, as their characters are designed and occasionally modified accordingly to appeal to their fanbase. (when the fan explanation happens to match the one the author(s) had planned all along), Ascended Meme (when this happens to memes), Word of Dante, Canon Immigrant (when elements of an officially licensed non-canonical source find their way into the official canonicity), Official Fan-Submitted Content, Approval of God (when a creator likes a fan work/theory but doesn't make it canonical).
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Let's meet contestant number 1 He's a schizophrenic serial killer clown Who says women love his sexy smile Let's find out if his charm will work on Sharon Sharon, what's your question?
Contestant number 1, I believe first impressions last forever So let's say you were to come over to my parent's house And have dinner with me and my family, tell me What you'd do to make that first impression really stick Let's see, well I'd have to think about it I might show up in a tux but I doubt it I'd probably just show up naked like I always do And look your mama in the eye and tell her fuck you Hurry up bitch I'm hungry, I smell spaghetti I pinch her limpy ass and tell her get the food ready Your dad would probably start trippin' and get me pissed I'd have to walk up and bust him in his fuckin' lip It's dinner time, we're hearin' grace from your mother I'd pull a forty out and pour some for your little brother I'm steady starin' at your sister, I'll tell you this You know for only 13 she got some big tits After that, your dad would try to trip again And only this time I'd put the 40 to his chin After your mom does the dishes and the silverware I'd dry fuck her till I nut in my underwear Now let's meet contestant number 2 He's a psychopathic deranged crackhead freak Who works for the dark carnival He says women call him stretch nutz Sharon, let's hear your question I like a man who's not afraid to show his true emotion A man who expresses himself in his own special way Number 2, if you fell in love with me Exactly how would you let me know?
1″ what he would do if they were on a date and he had no money, the silver-tongued juggalo replied: “First, we’d go to the beach, we’d go swimming, then I’d drown you, and fuck the shit out of your corpse.” And of course there’s been the homophobic, misogynistic “spate of letters, profane phone messages, and misspelled Internet ramblings” (per Rubin and Dancey) that the magazine and its writers have received over the years.
Remarkably, despite the demise of virtually every rap-rock suspect who emerged from the reeking mook ooze in the late ’90s, ICP are still gleefully spraying Faygo and fleecing the bored, habitually face-paintingsuburban rabble.
When this happens between fictional characters, it's a Sure, Let's Go with That.