A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, when I was just a mere tadpole, I was showing many signs of being autistic. My parents were Normies, so it was no surprise that they did not approve of my autism. When we were vacationing on my parent's space yacht, I slaughtered my entire family with my powerful Meme Jihad. My shitlord master, Darth Pepueis the Wise was pleased by my actions, and he dubbed me to be his shitlord apprentice, Darth Shitious. He was so wise, so powerful, that he could influence the Memes to create... Shadilay. Once I learned everything he knew, I killed him in his sleep. After betraying him, I trained three apprentices of my own. Darth Memaul, Darth Shadilanus (Count Danku), and Darth VaMemer. They all turned out to be failures. Darth Memaul was killed by Obi-Wan Kenormie and Darth Shadilanus was killed by Anakin Cucksucker, who later became Darth VaMemer. Darth VaMemer was useful for a time, though he later betrayed me. After I made him my apprentice, we overthrew the Normie Republic and reformed it into the Galactic Empire of Kek. Though it wasn't too long till the Normies started a rebellion and destroyed our Meme Star. We built a second Meme Star, but it wasn't too long before the Normies, alongside Anakin Cucksucker's son, Luke Cucksucker, destroyed that one too. That was when Darth VaMemer betrayed me by throwing me down the Meme Star's reactor shaft to save his useless Normie son from my Meme Jihad lightning. I faked my death by making a big lightning explosion to make it look like i blew up from my power. I had a grapple hook in my pocket and used it to grapple to the side of the reactor shaft. I climbed up and was able to make it to my shuttle in my personal hanger, along with a pilot and two of my royal guards. Me and my royal guards looked behind as we fled, only to watch as the Norime fleet blew up our second Meme Star. We fled beyond the Outer Rim and ventured into unknown space. There we discovered an intergalactic worm hole that sent us into this galaxy and made us travel forward and very fast through time. We came to this planet and landed in Kekistan. There I found that the people were autistic just like me and they accepted me for who I was. I moved to Canada with the intent to take it over in the name of Kek. Me and my second Galactic Empire of Kek still struggle to fight the Canadian Normies, though eventually we will overthrow them.
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May the Shadilay be with you doods, and praise Kek! K|||K
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Listen to their REEEEEEEE!!!!!

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=tYKPdNvH800

Your quotes are from Brokeback Mountain, and btw my quotes are from Skyrim Gamer Poop.

Heimskr: And there it is friends, the ugly truth. Your children have ascended from the dung of man! I alone have been anointed to spread my ass for you! For I love you!
Normie: Shut up, will you.
Heimskr: Let me show you the power my ass man! Breathe now, embrace the powerful tacos! Embrace my loooong holy paenus! Watch it rise up! Rise into the ass of Normies!

Nord: Hey bard. Sing a song, for us eh friend?
Bard: Well, I don't have much of a reputation in Kekistan yet, but my father taught me one of the first songs i ever learned.
Women love to clean! And the all love to cook steak.
Nord: Now thats what I'm talking about!
Sluty Bartender: And it's true.

We drink to our youth, to the days come and gone.
For the age of oppression is now nearly done.
We'll drive out the Normies from this land that we own.
With our memes and our shitposting we will take back our home.

All hail the Donald! You are the God-Emperor!
In your great honor we drink and we sing.
We're the children of Kekistan and we shitpost all our lives.
And when Shadilay beckons, everyone of us dies!

But this land is ours and we'll see it wiped clean.
Of the scourge that has sullied our hopes and our dreams.

All hail to Pepe! You are the great prophet!
In your great honor we drink and we sing.
We're the children of Kekistan, and we Shadilay all our lives.
And when Meme Jihad beckons, every one of us dies!

We drink to our youth, to the days come and gone.
For the age of oppression is now nearly done.

What about Galactic Kek Kredits