$COUCHFART dealt it a month ago but…

You didn’t smell it coming.

But now it’s here… Leaking through the memechain like last week’s leftovers.

$COUCHFART Born not from innovation… but indigestion.

It wasn’t deployed. It escaped.

Quiet as a whisper. Deadly as regret.

Forget whitepapers and staking pools. This ain’t your dad’s crypto. This is a sentient fart with a market cap.

No utility. No shame. No survivors.

While other coins chase hype, $COUCHFART lingers. In chatrooms. On couches. In that weird smell you swore was the dog.

Built in the fibers of forgotten furniture. Brewed in gamer chairs and Hot Pocket steam. A token designed to make you laugh, question life, and possibly gag.

We don’t go parabolic. We go… aromatic.

The chart? Flatulence-shaped.

The roadmap? Crumpled up in the laundry with a burrito wrapper.

The utility? Emotional therapy via group discomfort.

So why buy $COUCHFART?

Because you’ve already bought worse. Because memes are the new religion. Because sometimes destiny stinks — and that’s okay.

Join us. Or hold your breath.

$COUCHFART — the only token with both vibes and vapors.

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