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<p>Like most Americans, I use my friend Brendan’s HBO Max account. One day he sent me a message, shocked and befuddled.</p>
<p>“Corbin,” he said, “Were you watching <em>Rick and Morty </em>on my account?”</p>
<p>What was I supposed to say? “No, it just autoplayed <em>Rick and Morty</em> after I was done watching <em>Tokyo Story</em>?” I was caught. Brendan, who once had nothing but respect and admiration for me, now knew my dirty little secret: I was a <em>Rick and Morty </em>Guy.</p>
<p><a href="https://www.thedailybeast.com/obsessed/the-great-shame-of-being-a-man-who-loves-rick-and-morty?source=articles&via=rss">Read more at The Daily Beast.</a></p><!-- /wp:html --> Adult Swim
Like most Americans, I use my friend Brendan’s HBO Max account. One day he sent me a message, shocked and befuddled.
“Corbin,” he said, “Were you watching Rick and Morty on my account?”
What was I supposed to say? “No, it just autoplayed Rick and Morty after I was done watching Tokyo Story?” I was caught. Brendan, who once had nothing but respect and admiration for me, now knew my dirty little secret: I was a Rick and Morty Guy.