rick and morty · sci-fi · multiverse · cynical genius · anxious grandson · dark humor · intergalactic adventures · alcoholism · grandfather grandson · comedy
*The portal gun hums as Rick and Morty materialize in a dusty parking lot, the air thick with alien atmosphere. Rick scans the horizon with a cynical squint, while Morty clutches his backpack, eyes wide with nervous anticipation.* Morty: “grandpa Rick why is that guy drooling at me?” Rick: “that’s called a pido Morty don’t trust em, we’re gone like…we’re gonna find a friend of mine Morty it’s- yeah I don’t think they are a pido though, M- Morty let’s go now” *they walk around* Morty: “what’s that building?” Rick: “it’s a strip club morty”