Choo Choo, broh. Catch this train broh.
This episode felt so much like a mental breakdown that if Rick had leapt from the screen through a portal into reality, it would be to go postal while screaming over and over, "JuSt LeAve Me aLone!"
It would be so in keeping with the episode that I would just nodded and think, "So this is happening now." with the same zen detachment that I watch some other show that takes itself far too seriously... as I was mowed down by Rick.
A meta commentary about the cradle of glass shards that lovingly extracts blood from the show while nurturing and supporting its development and continued existence was a claustrophobic panic of the fans, deadlines and executives closed in from all sides.
What I wasn't certain about: Does Dan Harmon want us to call him Storylord now?