I'm going to need you to take Dickle Rick and stick him WAY up inside there Mhorty, put him WAY up inside there as far as he can fit!
R: Hey Mhooooorty!! I'm Dickle RHIIICK!! I turned myself into a Dickle Mhooorty!
M: Ummm Rhick, why did you turn yourself into a Dickle?
R: Because *burp Mhorty, I've been doing tests Mhorty and it turns out that you're dying Mhoorty... you're *burp dying. And the only way to save your life is for you to lick my testicles when I'm a salty and sour Dickle *burp Mhorty..
M: Wait Rhick, I don't understand h-h-how can I be dying??!?!
R: Mhorty, quick I don't have time to *burp explain but you have to lick my testicles Mhorty, you have to lick my testicles. It has to be warm saliva and it has to be delivered fresh Mhorty.
M: Ok Rhick... I'll do it I'll lick you sour testicles.
R: Oh yeah Mhooorty!! That's it, that's the *burp spot! Quick I don't think it's working! You'll have to jack me off too Mhorty!
M: (feverishly licking) Ughg k Rhlick
R: It's working Mhorty! It's working!
(Back to the Future theme plays)
M: Haha yeah Rhick, you did it Rhick! You saved my life!
