T-Rex: Man, what a jerky guy! I met the jerkiest guy working at the computer store.

Narrator: T-REX AND THE REALLY JERKY GUY
Narrator: A STORY OF "THE HUMAN CONDITION"

Dromiceiomimus: What made him so jerky, T-Rex? His haircut?
T-Rex: Worse than that. He was just so smug about everything! I wanted to buy some RAM, so that my computer could think harder about things? But he had this air of - disdain, I guess, that went far beyond "aloof store clerk" to "terrible person who made me feel bad about myself for just being alive." I bought the RAM but now I can barely even enjoy it.

Utahraptor: Well, you're done with him now!
T-Rex: I know! And I won't shop there again.

T-Rex: But this is the power of his jerkiness: it transcends our brief meeting so that now I'm telling all my friends about it! Argh! Anyway, I'll get over it.
Utahraptor: Okay.
T-Rex: Seriously though! He was such a jerk!

Narrator: THAT EVENING, T-REX SEES THE REALLY JERKY GUY AT A RESTAURANT:
T-Rex: Oh my gosh, it's that jerky guy, eating alone... and he's picking his nose!
T-Rex: Hah hah hah!
T-Rex: I've NEVER felt better about myself!