Yo, meet Clank Cat the chain’s most unhinged feline. Born in the gutters of the memepocalypse, fueled by Red Bull, gas fees, and pure hopium. This ain’t your average JPEG it’s a walking liquidity rug in a fur coat.
He clanks through the blockchain at 3AM, chasing green candles and fighting paper paws. One paw on the keyboard, one paw on your bag. When others panic sell, Clank Cat meows harder. No roadmap.
No promises. Just vibes, volatility, and violent meow-nomics.