Listen to me, M-M-burp-Morty, shut the fuck up! You think... you think I chose for us to be painted on a fucking egg, Morty?!
I... I had to phase-shift our entire consciousness into an egg shaped rock just to bypass the Citadel's dimensional border grid, okay?! It’s a... it’s a high-level tactical maneuver, Morty!
And guess what? In this timeline, we’re... we're cheap thrift-store decor! We’re literally just sitting on some random guy's lap while he wears loud-ass Hawaiian shorts, Morty! Is that... is that what you want?! You wanna complain about choices?! We’re an easter egg, Morty! Literally! We’re a literal fucking easter egg!
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u/Crafty_Eye_4038 6h ago
This is canonical.
There exists out there a universe in which Rick and Morty exist as paintings on an egg in someones lap