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Did you ever hear the tragedy of Darth Plagueis The Wise? I thought not. It’s not a story the Jedi would tell you. It’s a Sith legend. Darth Plagueis was a Dark Lord of the Sith, so powerful and so wise he could use the Force to influence the midichlorians to create life… He had such a knowledge of the dark side that he could even keep the ones he cared about from dying. The dark side of the Force is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be unnatural. He became so powerful… the only thing he was afraid of was losing his power, which eventually, of course, he did. Unfortunately, he taught his apprentice everything he knew, then his apprentice killed him in his sleep. Ironic. He could save others from death, but not himself.

I sexually identify as a single, Pringle, ready to mingle. Ever since I was a potato I dreamed of being thin sliced, covered in disgusting oil then heated in a medium oven until reaching climax at the micro second of golden-browness. People bully me, and say things like "what the ♥♥♥♥, you aren't a Pringle", but I know deep down they are just jealous of my inner beauty.

I was only 9 years old. I loved Donald Trump so much. I had ALL the merchandise. Every night, I'd pray to Donald Trump, thanking him for deporting illegal immigrants. "Trump is love" I say "Trump is life". My dad hears me and calls me a racist. I knew he was jealous of my devotion for Donald Trump. I call him a :hearts::hearts::hearts::hearts:. He slaps me and sends me to bed. I'm crying now... and my face hurts. I feel a warmth approach me. It was Donald Trump. I'm so happy. He whispers to me "We need to build a wall". He then gets me out of bed and reaches in his pocket. I'm ready. I open my wallet for Donald. He gives me a small loan of a million dollars. It hurts so much but I do it for Donald. I feel my wallet tearing as he puts the money in. He roars a mighty roar as he feels my wallet. My dad walks in. Donald Trump looks him straight in the eye and says "You're fired". Trump leaves through my window. Trump is love. Trump is 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 "Wubba Lubba Dub Dub," which itself is a cryptic reference to Turgenev's Russian epic Fathers and Sons I'm smirking right now just imagining one of those addlepated simpletons scratching their heads in confusion as Dan 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 tattoo. And no, you cannot see it. It's for the ladies' eyes only- And even they have to demonstrate that they're within 5 IQ points of my own (preferably lower) beforehand.