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Why not use chemtrail? Put a canopy on Uganda.
I'm gonna grab you by the scruff of your -- Take that!
brewing around in your noggin really connected with you.
Oof! Dibs on his stuff.
Oof! Dibs on his stuff.
Denied the moon stuff, but that's what pedophile do,
It's probably just a smudge on the lens.
Here's one I call "Morty's [burp] Menagerie."
Ah, shit, Morty, get behind me. It's a fuckin' alien overlord!
with your sad, naked, caveman eyeball
Alien Warlord: I'm not an unreasonable man, Beth Smith.
God, is there going to be an intermission?
The Floop Floopians achieve an eternal orgasmic afterlife,
I also dabble in precision,
[ Siren wail ]
We're charged and aime at Alpha Centauri,
And we appear to be in some kind of secret confine space.
Oh, and this disappoint you?
of mind blowers I call "Poop AIDS underscore copy."
I fuckin' knew it, you piece of shit!
of all the experiences you've beg me to remove
All those memories just erase!
and I can't deny that I'm inspire by your passion.
[ Door slam open ]
We've possess forms your mind can accept.
has proven less convenient than predict.
you beany-headed prick!
I can't relax! R-R-Rick, we -- we gotta get outta here!
H-How did we fall asleep during interdimensional cable?
Do you? [ Sighs dramatically ] Y-yes.
No, he's literally from the moon!
You'll get it when you're still actively dating in your 40s.
No wonder you're constantly fighting
I can't take it anymore, Rick!
shameful unflipping of the initially flipped switch.
I don't know much aside from the fact that "Men in Black 2"
It's basically an endless string of callbacks to --
Huh, these things are obviously storage units,
I can't find a goddamn zip tie anywhere!
Hey, Morty, let's watch some interdimensional cable.
is a joyless cash grab, but I do know that whatever you have
Hit the leftmost light switch by the door for me.
The Floop Floopians achieve an eternal orgasmic afterlife,
I'm flattered, by the way. Thank you very much.
[ Muffled screaming ] You simply have to choose.
but in the end, humanity's instinctive dismissal of him
with your sad, naked, caveman eyeball
It's a freeform anthology.
Okay, see those two fleshy sacs under his chin, Morty?
and a smudge on the goddamn lens, Summer!
followed by a hasty, corrective flipping
A vehicle, sir, an interstellar vehicle.