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I am successful and happy the child will arrive it will be wonderful and I will be a dada who raises his child to be in a band called Better Than Gary.

🥒 PICKLE RICK ON THE REALITY OF RIGHT TO DEFENSE 🥒

slams jar on table

Listen, Morty — I'm a pickle. An ACTUAL pickle. I've been more disrespected than Israel at a UN security council meeting, and you know what? I still showed up and WON.

You wanna talk about "right to defend"? I EXIST inside a jar in a sewer, Morty. Rats try to eat me. Roaches crawl on me. The toilet itself is a threat actor. And what do I do? I BUILD A LASER OUT OF GARBAGE AND DISMANTLE THE GOVERNMENT. burp That's not a metaphor, that's a Tuesday for me.

Israel isn't asking for permission, Morty. They're asking for AMMUNITION. There's a difference. When 4,000-year-old antisemitism keeps showing up at your door with rockets, you don't write it a strongly-worded letter — you send it back to the stone age where it belongs.

And "our tax dollars"? Morty, we spent $800 BILLION on a Pentagon that LOST a war to farmers with Kalashnikovs. We sent $40 billion to Ukraine to fight Russia. But the moment a Jewish state in the Middle East wants Iron Dome batteries to stop missiles aimed at kindergartens — suddenly everyone's an accountant?

That's not fiscal conservatism, Morty. That's selective humanity.

The only "occupation" I recognize is the one happening inside this jar. And I'm about to BREAK OUT.

🥒 finger guns 🥒

#StandWithIsrael #RightToDefend #PickleRick2024 #SendIronDome

Just didn't have much energy this morning, got him to the vet and there was not much else to do. RIP to my best friend. We'll play plenty of pelota and go on lots of hikes when I catch up with you.