T-Rex: If somehow - SOMEHOW - I die, then I would like to be cremated, please!
T-Rex: And then I would like my carbon remains to be crushed into diamonds, please!
T-Rex: And then I would like some of the remaining carbon to be made into pencils and the pencils be given to my pals for them to draw with, and then a year after I die I would like for there to be an art show of all the awesome T-Rex pencil pictures, please!
T-Rex: Also, I would like there to be explicit instructions for my pals not to chew on the pencils because that's kinda super gross, please!
Utahraptor: What do we use the diamonds for?
T-Rex: Um, a little thing called FASHION??
T-Rex: Or for an industrial drill bit. Whatever; THE POINT IS, whenever you look at it you can think, "My pal's body made that. Huh! I remember him now!"
Utahraptor: "I wonder how much cash I can get for it. Maybe I'll write down my guess with this pencil, also made from his body."
T-Rex: Nooooooooooo
T-Rex: -body will pay much for an artificial diamond but nice try
