Imagine this if you can.
THE SCENE: Judah's driveway. The back of Rick's car. Midnight.
THE CULPRITS: Judah and Rick.
THE SUPPLIES: Pez. A lot of Pez.
Rick sits in the back of the car, huddled around his many ten packs of Pez, pumping them like there's not tomorrow. He imagines that Judah must be doing the same. He's wrong.
"Watch this!" Judah cries out into the night and at Rick in particular and Rick looks up to see Judah holding 84 Pez in his cupped hands. 7 packs of Pez at once. After the shock of what he was about to do set in Rick hollered for him not to, remembering the gobstopper incident. But Judah ploughed ahead, losing only three Pez that fell to the earth as he tried to cram them all into his mouth. After 5 minutes of chewing and Rick blathering something about causality and watching out for rogue spacecraft Judah finished eating his Pez. The Record was his.
During the resulting "Pez High" that both experienced there was much prancing around Judahs driveway and more delusions than you can shake a stick at. Even if it were a really big stick. At some point,
Judah told Rick (again) about the feral peacocks that lived in his backyard. They flew in and out of the place with no regard for man or beast and no one seemed to know where they came from.
Weeks later during a flashback Rick remembered the conversation and decided it was song material. Choosing all minor chords because it was, after all, a ballad, Rick wrote the entire song in about five minutes. While there was some thought of someday actually finishing the story rather than leaving it for something more interesting (mario kart at the time). This was never accomplished in the hopes that people would choose their own paths for the Feral Peacock and the Mailman to follow.
In actuality Rick is just lazy.
