Ba-lesh-qua: the Conquest of Champions

Morty Smith was not a happy camper. “Aww, gee Rick. Do you guys gotta keep throwing your beer cans while I'm trying to drive? Makes it, ya know, _kinda hard to concentrate._" The night had started as normal as any other, young Morty had just gotten...

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