Hello
My, you’re a tall one
went to see my doctor about anxiety today feel a lot better now
m’lady
tips hat
To be fair, you have to have a very high IQ
to understand Rick and Morty.
The humor
is extremely subtle,
and without a solid grasp
of theoretical physics
most of the jokes will go over a typical viewer's head.
There's also Rick's nihilistic outlook,
which is deftly woven into his characterisation
- his personal philosophy
draws heavily fromNarodnaya Volya literature,
for instance. The fans understand this stuff;
they have the intellectual capacity
to truly appreciate the depths
of these jokes,
to realize that they're not just funny:thinking:
- they say something deep about LIFE.
As a consequence people who dislike Rick and Morty
truly ARE idiots-
of course they wouldn't appreciate,
for instance, the humour
in Rick's existencial catchphrase "Wu:b:
a Lu:b:
a Du:b: Du:b:," which itself is a cryptic reference
to Turgenev's Russian epic Fathers and Sons
I'm smirking:smirk:
right now just imagining
one of those addlepated simpletons
scratching their heads in confusion
as ■■■ Harmon's
genius
unfolds itself on their television screens.
What fools... how I pity them.
And yes
by the way, I DO have a Rick and Morty:older_man:
tattoo.
And no,
you cannot see it.
It's for the ladies'
eyes only:eyes:
- And even they
have to demonstrate
that they're within 5 IQ points:100:
of my own (preferably lower)
beforehand.
holy fuck look at that bad boi^
September 9, 2001. Gary
and
I
were
skating at
a
hospital on
top
of
a
huge
hill
overlooking a
valley. An
ambulance
came
and
took
out
a
dead
woman.
Gary
asked
me
why
she
wasn't
moving
or
blinking. They
hadn't closed
her
eyes
yet.
She
must
have
died
on
the
way.
A
car
full
of
family
and
friends
came
in
with
the
ambulance.
They
were
all
crying
and
hugging each
other.
One
woman
screamed
hysterically
and
grabbed 🏼 at
the
woman's
body
asking
her
to
wake
up.
I
had
to
tell
Gary
that
her
soul
went
to
Heaven.
I
didn't
believe
a
word
of
it,
but
I
knew
it'd be
easier
for
him
to
understand.
Two
days
from
now,
at
9
AM,
the
planes will
hit
the
World
Trade
Center killing
over
3,
000 people.
I
will
tell
Gary
that
there
is
no
God,
and
all
of
this
is
meaningless. But
today,
there
is
a
God.
And
he
has
a
plan for
him.
He
doesn't
know
it,
but
a
year
from
now,
our
family
will
be
torn apart and
I
will
move
far
away
and
won't
see
or
talk
to
him
for
five
years.
And
as
we
sit
on
the
hood
of
our
car,
the
sun
goes
down
and
he
asks
me
what
I
want
out
of
my
life.
I
tell
him
I
don't
know. On and
on
we
run
away
from
the
things
we
are
afraid.
On
and
on
we
run
away
from
the
things
we
are
afraid.
On
and
on
we
run
away
from
the
things
we
are
afraid.
I
don't
tell
him
about
the
dream
I
had
the
night
before
where
I'm
riding
in
a
car
full
of
strangers
and
singing
to
some
song
I've
never
heard
and
smoking
a
cigarette
and
we
swerve off
the
road
and
hit
a
tree.
I
go
through
the
windshield and
hit
the
edge of
a
fence,
dislocating my
jaw and
flipping me
into
a
wall
where
my
neck
is
broken,
and
my
skull is
fractured. I bleed
to
death
in
excruciating pain.
I
will
have
this
dream
periodically until
I
meet
all
of
the
strangers,
one
by
one
introducing
them
all
to
one
another
until
we
are
a
close
group of
friends.
I
will
set
these
events
in
motion,
and
I
will
die.
But
today
in
the
warm
light
of
the
sunset, I
don't
see
it.
I
just
see
the
sunset. I
smile
back
and
shake
my
head.
I
have
absolutely
no
idea.
I
am
afraid.
[ 12:14 PM ] slowdive :
why do i always run away
[ 12:14 PM ] slowdive :
why do i always take the easy way
[ 12:14 PM ] slowdive :
i wont go do that again
[ 12:14 PM ] slowdive :
Gotta Work hard, DO my best!
[ 12:14 PM ] slowdive :
if i could tell you
[ 12:15 PM ] slowdive :
the truth
[ 12:15 PM ] slowdive :
the time spent with you
[ 12:15 PM ] slowdive :
was such a sad life
[ 12:15 PM ] slowdive :
cause IVE HAAAAD
[ 12:15 PM ] slowdive :
THE BIGGEST CRUSH
[ 12:15 PM ] slowdive :
ON YOOUUUU
[ 12:15 PM ] slowdive :
EVER SINCE WE FIRST MET
Pure fucking cancer
This is my thread can u vacate your anti-cancer posts
or i will be contacing my Lawyer
BUT I CAN WAIT TO GET THERE
I KNOW THAT LIGHT IS SOMEWHERE SO I’LL FUCKING FIND IT I SWEAR
TIE IT DOWN AND DRAG IT BACK HOME
SUNBURNT LIKE EVERY SUMMER
SLEEPLESS LIKE EVERY NEW YEAR,
IF I DIE IM DYING RIGHT HERE, ALL MY FRIENDS IM BEGGING YOU STAY CLOSE
And you’re certain about that.
Psychic trauma returns with age
Howdy Folks
Generally I just say yo
Yo bitch
I do say yo and sup a lot. middle school habits die hard