Dimension: C-138. Morty is flying the garbagemobile while Rick is literally covered in Johnny Walker Blue Label. Buried under bottles, covered in the liquor, he belches enough to shake the bottles off him. This startles Morty, causing him the change the flight trajectory, stating "Aw Rick, I lost the coordinates." Rick, still inebriated, grumbles "T-BLURCH-Y802881." Morty, distracted by the continued stench and clanking of bottles says, "Wait, ZY802881?" Rick responds, "whatever you little shit". They soar through the cosmos for hours, until happening upon strangely open space. Morty says, "uh, Rick wake up." Rick grumbles and enters the correct dimension into his dimension transducer: C-132. As he presses the final button, a putrid mass appears n front of them. Rick says, "Never knew Krombopulous lived on such a shitshow." Morty retorts, "Aw jeez Rick, we're selling weapons again?" to which he responds, "Not guns, Morty. A Collaxion extract I just synthesized which causes massive dopaminergic neuron cell death, inducing the victim to go on a murderous rampage, eventually killing themselves. The perfect recipe to start the race war. See, when Birdperson died, I needed some new partners to battle the Galactic Federation. I transfected the extract into an adeno-associated virus cell receptor specifically found on Gromflomite neurons. The Federation will fall within hours." As they reach the surface, Morty responds, "I dunno Rick, this looks pretty risky. I mean... look at the surface!" The surface ebbed and flowed like a mass of brown jello. Rick realized, "Oh, shit, this is actually a shit planet. We've gotta be in pretty fuckin deep space, I've only read about these. What fuckin coordinates did you-" Before he could finish, a thousand clones appeared before them. 100 clones of... Mrs. Sanchez. Rick stared, dazed at the 1000 copies of that psycho host beast. He began to say, "Uh, honey, why ya lookin so mad?" The clones said in unison, "You left, Rick. All I wanted was to keep you happy and you left Beth and I. Now you will pay!" As they slowly marched towards him and Morty, he yelled "LICK, LICK, LICK MY BAAAAALLLS!" and sent out a distress beacon. Who answered, other than The Scientist Formerly Known as Rick. O.G. Rick said, "Oh shit dawg! I'm in deep shit." The Artist Formerly Known as Rick responded, "If we induce conjugation between high-frequency recombination forms of the parasite through transposon mutagenesis, we can transform all of your wives into parasites." Rick sighed, "Fire up the protorecombinator." As the vial of parasite operon permease was deposited, a voice screamed out "Not so fast!". Both Ricks and Morty said in unison, "That fucking bitch." In front of them was the evil harlot, Tammy. The Scientist Formerly Known As The Scientist Formerly Known As Rick took drastic measures, injecting himself with the pathological serum before superprojectile vomiting, giving him supervertical abilities, with which he jumped over the transfected Mrs. Sanchez's up to Tammy, shoving her head into the planet surface, with his last words coining the phrase, "Eat some fucking shit, you fucking stupid bitch."