Another season of Rick and Morty is over. It came and went like an October day. I loathe to call myself a fan of, well, anything because of the fanatical nature of fan. However, I’m willing to call myself a fan of Rick and Morty. If I blow up a bus full of nuns you’ll know why.
I was up in Maine over the weekend and the wi-fi kept crapping out on me as I was trying to write crappy jokes. Now that I’m back in civilization so too doth the crap returneth.
Enjoy the 3.