Remeber that one time you couldn't find your favourite pickle? Yeah, that was also me. 

What are you gonna do about it?
Tickle me? 
Dye my hair green?

I think the fuck not.

*calls fbi man*
 
"Rick, I need your hel-"

'I got you, Susan.'

*explosion*

"Thank...thank you, Ricky."

'Nothing to thank for. This is my duty.'

"The least I can do is pay you back, little Rick."

*Rick smirks like the nasty fuck he is* 

'Watchu gonna pay me with, Susi?'

*takes your favourite pickle out of ass and shoves it down that mf's throat*

"Rot in hell, Rick."