Meh, I was burnt alive, died, and now my spirit is being burnt. I fell overboard in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.
Meh, I fell overboard, was swept away by a massive tidal wave, forcefully thrown into the air, landed on a remote island and plunged head-first into a pit of flaming spikes. I was viciously disemboweled by a madman dual-wielding chained blades.
I don't really know who the Death Grips are My source of inspiration was God of War, actually, since it is always abundant with gruesome brutality! Meh, this doesn't really make much sense, so I'll just rip you, the coat hanger, out of that man and use you to impale a gladiator in the eye and split his brain in half, like a boss.
You're wrong. I killed a gladiator who turned out to be an Olympian. My vengeance is now complete. Meh, I was mauled, burnt alive, forced through a rock crusher and fed to ravenous vultures.
Dude, look at the previous posts. You're doing it wrong. After the "meh" part you're supposed to state something else which the next person has to beat with their "meh" part. ~ I killed a leviathan.
Meh, I killed ten leviathan, gutted them out, turned them into cybernetic beings, and used them to take over Mordor in a blaze of glory, with epic orchestral music playing in the background. I turned Mars into a livable colony for meerkats.
Meh, I destroyed the second Death Star wearing nothing but Leia's slave bikini and a 36" chain. I made the galaxy's best lasagna.
Meh, I used magic from the cellar to bend the space-time continuum and rescue Gibs before you delivered the killing blow. I ascended to Olympus to challenge Zeus and bring an end to the tyranny of the Gods, saving mankind from hardship and torment.
Meh, I shot up a flock of penguins once. I went to the moon and back without the proper training or equipment.
Meh, I bent the space time continuum to be both on the moon and on Earth with access to the Internet so that I could bring this thread back from the depths of oblivion. I cooked dinner within 30 minutes for once.