I grew up with blue ketchup on the shelves at the market. There are bagels that come in rainbow color. Ever heard of Lester's Fixins? They'll sell you soda thar tastes of buffalo wings. I come from a reality where nothing is off the table.
And then some joker comes along and makes up fake shit that doesn't even raise my eyebrows... I believed this was real with no reservations. How's that supposed to make me feel?
You come across like Morty after a couple of seasons of adventures with Rick, just used to/not surprised by the unfamiliar shit that's out there. Like, apathetic to it. I'm honestly in awe of your go with the flow attitude. Also, green ketchup is far superior to blue.
It's a problem. I've consumed so much Dan Harmon content that his writing voice has crept in. At this point I'm what you get if Jeff Winger didn't work out or do speeches.