"Morty, you need to get down here quick!" Rick said from downstairs. Morty came out.
"Jeez, Rick, how come you aren't stuttering or burping?" Morty asked.
"Because Morty it doesn't need to be hecking typed out all the goddamn time," Rick said. "we get it. its a verbal character shtick that's iconic and enjoyable" rick said.
"cant arge wit dat" mort said.
anyway, morty and rick went into rick's garage. morty took notice of a new invention.
"what's this?" morty asked.
morty saw that the object was shaped like a buttplug.
"it's my new invention, morty! you plug it into... into yer, well there's no way to sugarcoat this-your ass and wonderful things happen." rick said.
"that sounds amazing" morty said in awe.
"yeah. i know, and i wanted YOU to be the very first to try it out before i send it off," rick said.
"i dunno, rick. i mean i dont really like putting things in my rectum. especially not after the mega seed incident or that time i smuggled coke to you in prison." morty replied.
"its okay morty, it self-lubricates and it'll be worth it. trust me"
"well..." morty said "...okay"
morty then put the buttplug in
"so rick what does it d-"
the buttplug suddenly dissolved
"RICK! WHERE DID IT GO?"
"calm down, MOrty! it's medicine. it grants the user eternal life and then dissolves and goes into another dimension and then it'll disappear again after somebody uses it. i just wantedd to make sure it worked before i used it on myself!" rick explained.
"jee rick that could have killed me!" morty said.
"yeah, funny thing about that..." rick said.
"yeah?" morty asked.
"I forgot to turn it off of AIDS mode. you weren't actually granted eternal life, but now you have aids. but not like aids-aids. you have space aids. which means your butthole will turn inside out and your organs will fall out, boy but have no fear, morty!" rick said.
morty was in fetal position crying.
"mr. poopybutthole is actually from a species of buttplug people. if he goes into your butthole for the next 24 hours it'll prevent your butthole from going inside out. trust me, i've dealt with stuff like htis before."
"oowwee! it's true!" mr. poopybutthole said.
"oh man, i thought i was screwed. thanks mr. poopybutthole," morty said.
"owwwweee! you're welcome morty! as long as we keep away from beth i'm always here to help for you two!" mr. poopybutthole said.
"haha! wubbalarbadarbcarb! that means i am in great pleasure in my old dead friend's tongue! let's go get some ice cream now!" rick said cheerfully.
"yeah, let's go get some," morty said as mr. poopybutthole climbed into his butthole.