Guess who’s back? It’s the R&M. Some of that real Mr. Poopy Butthole, ooh wee!
The newest class of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame have all waited at least 25 years to be inducted; they can wait another week for me to discuss their discography. Right now, we have much more pressing business to get to. Rick and Morty are back in the hizzouse!
I pray that you were able to partake in the inexplicable airing of the first episode of the latest season of Justin Roiland and Dan Harmon’s sci-fi/comedy cartoon Rick and Morty on Saturday. In case you missed it, follow this link to Adult Swim’s website where the entire series, including the season three opener, is airing right now. If you were able to catch the long-awaited episode we had all given up hope on any time soon, much like the next Song of Ice and Fire book (goddamnit, George!), well, you should probably go binge through the series and watch it all again anyway, but at least you got to take part in the greatest April Fool’s Day prank ever.
I’m not much of a fan of the dipshitted antics that are traditional of April 1st, in fact, on this blog I once included this webclip from Last Week Tonight that discourages carrying on the pranks usually pulled by people who enjoy having some social license to mess with others for one day a year. Furthermore, no information can be taken seriously without double-checking it to verify its authenticity. This is why it was so madcap brilliant for Roiland and Harmon and Adult Swim to suddenly air the third season opener of Rick and Morty on the one day when the unexpected announcement of the series’ long-awaited return would be brushed off by most as bullshit.
Only it wasn’t!
Rick and Morty really came back and gave us one of the best episodes in the series yet! Featuring a virtually omniscient and omnipotent Rick battling wits with an insect intelligence agent voiced by Captain Tightpants himself, Nathan Fillion! And yes, just as he declared, the powers that be delivered this episode roughly a year and a half after Mr. Poopy Butthole speculated how Rick would get out of his cliffhanger jam and proceeded to roll in pepperoni pizza spilled on the floor.
Now it is worth noting that we still will have to wait longer for the rest of season three, but it has been advertised as airing this summer, and while those promises of return in the past 1.5 years have been empty, this one seems to hold a bit more water given that we have now seen a fully-fledged premiere episode.
After constant questions regarding the return of the beloved series, the show’s creators and staff finally got nagging revenge on the rabid fans by sneaking episode 3.01 out when any of us least expected it. I can see them smiling smugly as their handiwork was broadcast over the internet on a loop for four hours and people scoffed at the idea that such a ridiculous occurrence would ever happen. I bet they laughed as jubilantly as Rick did when he manifested that butt in a coffee mug. The creator is always in control of his work of art, after all.
I for one am glad I took my friend’s excited text serious (thanks, Chris!), and I am excited for what the future holds for Rick, Morty, and the rest of the Smith family across the multiverse, although it’s nice to see that some things never change:
There is now a bizarrely adamant assembly of people demanding that McDonald’s bring back the Mulan-inspired McNugget dipping sauce that Rick claims to be his “one-armed man”, the driving motivation of his life’s every action. I don’t remember if I ever tasted the apparently delicious condiment during its brief tenure, but I do know that I can get on board with nine more seasons of the smartest, funniest show on television.
If summer is too long for you to wait for the continuing adventures of this daring duo, then you can get a sneak peak at some of this season’s offerings that Adult Swim has already released:
And who can forget this gem:
Thanks for reading, now get to watching some Rick and Morty! If you have any questions, comments, or suggestions, please send them my way via firstname.lastname@example.org. Be sure to portal back here next week for the previously promised coverage of the 2017 Rock and Roll Hall of Fame class. Stay beautiful in the meantime, and remember…
He who controls the pants controls the galaxy!