Merchandise, Morty. Your only purpose in life is to buy and consume merchandise. And you did it. You went into a store, an actual honest to God store, and you bought something. You didn’t ask questions or raise ethical complaints. You just looked straight into the bleeding jaws of capitalism and said, “yes, daddy, please.” And I’m so proud of you. I only wish you could’ve bought more.
New situations can be intimidating. You’re looking around, and it’s all scary and different, but, you know, meeting them head on, charging right into them like a bull, that’s how we grow as people.