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Being Gay
Whatever tf President Kurtis and Rick do every Thanksgiving
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What's Gayer?
Being Gay
Whatever tf President Kurtis and Rick do every Thanksgiving
You know what it’s time for
Beth: hey Dad, did you get the turkey ready yet?
Rick: sure did, I treated that bird like I would treat a lover
M/n: . . .
Morty: . . .
Jerry: . . .
Summer: Grampa Rick… did you fuck the turkey
Rick: . . .
M/n: we’ll I’m killing myself
Rick: RICKSGIVING BITCHES
-- @ricksgiving ;; continued
I’M NOT. She wishes she could believe him, wishes her heart didn’t ache like this. It’s not like they’re together. He’s not hers just as much as she’s not his, but it’s not as if men are knocking down her door. God, she’s so stupid.
El shifts her weight under his gaze. Rick towers over her, and she resents him for it. She sees the flicker of emotion but can’t make sense of it in the moment. It only fuels the FIRE. “What I want to hear? That’s not--I just--” She’s fumbling over her words. Not that it matters. He’s gone for the LIQUOR. She catches his gaze in the window until she’s forced to look away. Her eyes betray her as the fill with tears.
“I just wanted you to be honest with me. I’m not an idiot, Rick...or I dunno, maybe I am for asking too much of you. Jesus.” Frustrated, El wipes at her tears, trying to keep them from him. At a loss, she ultimately turns away. “I GUESS I just thought you cared more for me than this.”
Thankful for the mircroverse that provides energy 😊👌 "Thanksgiving is about killing indians!" -Morty Smith Jr, 2014
M/n: hey guys, sorry I wasn’t here for ricksgiving, but why did you guys blow up my phone begging me to come home?
Summer: oh god M/n it’s so bad
Rick: everyone get its M/n’s car
M/n: what
Morty: it would be better if we didn’t tell you
M/n: Rick, what’s going on???
Rick: just get back in the car m/n, and pleas for the love of god don’t go inside
M/n:…
M/n opens front door: *intense banging and moaning
M/n:…, wait, no, no, oh god no
Rick: it’s ricksgiving bitches
You: you mean thanksgiving
Rick: no it’s ricksgiving, the time of year where you can eat me out
You: I just wanted mashed potatoes