36 Brand-New Grumpy Cat Memes That Are Done With 2025 Already
Welcome to the internet’s largest collection of fresh grumpy cat memes — updated November 2025. If happiness had a nemesis, it would look exactly like this cat. From Monday mornings to group chats to your ex’s new relationship status, these memes understand your pain on a spiritual level.
Why Grumpy Cat Is Still the Undisputed King of Memes in 2025
Ten years later and nobody — NOBODY — does passive-aggressive better than Tardar Sauce. These 36 brand-new edits prove the grump lives on stronger (and angrier) than ever.
Fresh Grumpy Cat Memes You Haven’t Seen Before (Yes, Really)
Tired of the same 5 recycled memes from 2013? Same. That’s why we made 36 completely new ones that perfectly describe adulting, load-shedding, and why you still haven’t opened that tax return email.
More Grumpy Cat Memes? Yes, Always.
Bookmark this page — we drop new grumpy gold every week. Because let’s be honest… the world isn’t getting any less annoying.
Onions: nature's tiny tear gas launchers.
My vibe: eternally pessimistic, zero chill.
E.T. phoned home; I said 'meh, try pizza.'
Mornings, people, existence: all canceled.
Your voice? ASMR for my mute button dreams.
Uncertainty level: full-on loathing confirmed.
Ski trip? I'd rather hibernate in spite.
Smell the flowers? Nah, just crush 'em.
Coffee shortage: plotting human uprising now.
Anger? No, just allergic to joy.
Roses red? Violets blue? You're still dumb.
Purred once: instant regret, zero encores.
Love's open door? Slam it on intruders.
Your smile's upside down? Fixed it for ya.
New doormat fantasy: finally evict you.
'Good morning'? Code for 'eternal suffering.'
Lemonade without sugar? Life's prank on me.
Esc key fails: trapped in this dumpster fire.
Didn't kill me? Cool, round two incoming.
Happiness? That's just denial with whiskers.
Vacation plans: nap harder, complain louder.
Your enthusiasm? Like nails on my chalkboard.
Adulting: zero stars, do not recommend.
Diet starts tomorrow—today's cheat eternal.
Friends? Overrated; solitude's my jam.
Weather's nice? Still ruins my vibe.
New year, same grudges, fresh pettiness.
Exercise? My cardio is dodging affection.
Compliments? Filtered through sarcasm sieve.
Party invite? RSVP: hard pass, eternally.
Success? Measured in uninterrupted naps.
Your joke? Lands like wet cat food.
Motivation Monday? Snooze button forever.
Romance? I'd rather romance my grudge.
Teamwork? Solo mission, no backups.
End of day? Still zero f*cks given.