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To be fair, you have to have a very high IQ to understand Rick and Morty. The humour 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 from Narodnaya Volya literature, for instance. The fans understand this stuff; they have the intellectual capacity to truly appreciate the depths of these jokes, to realise that they’re not just funny- they say something deep about LIFE. As a consequence people who dislike Rick & Morty truly ARE idiots- of course they wouldn’t appreciate, for instance, the humour in Rick’s existential catchphrase “Wubba Lubba Dub Dub,” which itself is a cryptic reference to Turgenev’s Russian epic Fathers and Sons.

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˙ʇı ןןɐɔ noʎ ɹǝʌǝʇɐɥʍ ɹo ,ɐʇǝq, pǝɹǝpısuoɔ buıǝq ɟo ʞɔıs ɯ,ı ˙ʇı ʇnoqɐ ʎɹɔ oʇ ǝɯ oʇ ʞןɐʇ ʎןuo puɐ ‘ʇıɥs ǝʞıן ɯǝɥʇ ʇɐǝɹʇ oɥʍ sʎnb bɐqǝɥɔnop ɹǝʇɟɐ ob sʎɐʍןɐ sןɹıb ǝsǝɥʇ puǝ ǝɥʇ uı ˙ʎpɐן,ɯ ɹoɟ buıɥʇʎuɐ op pןnoʍ puɐ ‘qoظ ǝɔıu ɐ ʞɹoʍ ‘ʎnb ǝɔıu ɐ ɯ,ı ˙ǝuoz puǝıɹɟ ǝɥʇ uı ʇnd buıǝq sʎɐʍןɐ ı ɯɐ ʎɥʍ

I remember once, when I was 14, my ex and I had planned our whole lives together. We were supposed to have fluffy dogs and a robot bartender and live in a huge mansion. I drew pictures of that mansion and that bartender daily and almost cried the first time she let me hold her hand. I called her every night before I went to sleep to tell her how much I loved her, and whenever I'd masturbate, I pictured her wearing only her training bra and half the time I wouldn't even finish because the thought of me being with her was satisfying enough. Then, one day, she called me and said that she was cheating on me with the entire cross country team. To this day, I'm still not sure how that's physically possible, but she did it. She now has 2 kids with 2 different men and I would still take her back if she'd have me. But alas, she won't return my nightly calls, and it seems the box of kittens I left on her porch were snatched by a hungry raccoon before she got home. But it's ok. Life goes on.

Hii, just saw your pic here on your profile and just wanted to say girl, you are G O R G E O U S!! I wish I could look just look you, girl you are my motivation <33 Keep up the good work sis!<3 :*)