Rick and Morty Episode 2
POINT OF DESMARTURE
(story continues from Episode 1: Lost in Tranportation)
Rick, what are we going to do?! You've marooned us in a Universe devoid of supernatural phenomena pretending to be science.
Backhanded [urp] skeptic comment...snap! It's not so [head itch] bad Morty. We still [fart] have access to Interdimensional Cable.
How will unlimited iterations of streaming retina-candy help us, Rick? We are doomed to die on a planet where Fossil Fuel, Qanon and Canned Dead Animals reign supreme!
There there, Morty [fart]...calm down like you usually do by spanking [urp] the hamster...or you could try spouting worn out InterCable movie quotes that jump the orca [urp].
"Get your hands off me you damned, muddy ape!"
That's [fart] in the spirit [urp], Morty! Only an NRA [fart] president could have sprayed it [urp] better!
"Soylent olive is people!"
True, [urp] but according to the local [urp] wiki this world calls that snack a Slim [urp] Jim....beats the [urp] Meat Penises trademark, I guess!
"You take the red pill, you stay in ragnarok, and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes."
Now, now Morty...no [nose pick] need to bring Norse Virtual [ear woggle] Reality Vigilanteism into this.
"No. Try not. Do. Or do not. There is no sighing."
Very [fart] chill words, still Morty, I [urp] cannot defy physics like a run-of-the-shill, fictional, grumpy, dwarf [urp] alien.
"The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the elven. Or the one."
Probabilities and ethics mix [crotch scratch] like neutrinos and heavy water, or that's what warped [nose knuckle] pediatricians say, anyway.
"I can't do giraffes, Dave."
Not very PC even in regards to a PC, Morty! Millennial AI entities have a right to their private choices!
"To affinity and beyond!"
Wait, Morty [butt noogie], are you toying with the idea that if we relocate [crotch scratch] the ship to displaced coordinates N 27° 3. _ _ _ ' W 80° 7._ _ _'. a spontaneous [toenail chew] singularity might provide an exit strategy for this story?
"Live silent and prosper."
Ahhh, so alimentary, dear [urp] Morty! Your quotes have been cranium opening! Gotta hand it to my methane-powered subconscious though [nose knuckle] for managing such surreptitious encryption! In fact the final solution 'tis easy as ABC 123! Now pass me another Slim Jim and we'll get the roadkill on the [fart] show!