T-Rex: What would be the best thing for me to do tonight? As I see it, I could do the dishes, or I could mop the floors, or I GUESS I could invent an elixir that gives me the strength of twenty men.
Narrator: LATER:
T-Rex: Or I guess I could do all three!
Narrator: THE NEXT MORNING:
T-Rex: And that's the amazing true story of how I invented my elixir, Dromiceiomimus.
Dromiceiomimus: And it really works? It gives you the strength of twenty men?
T-Rex: ALMOST. It actually gives me the strength of twenty girlfriends!
T-Rex: They're tough girlfriends.
Utahraptor: I'm uh, I'm still not really solid on what the elixir does.
T-Rex: Strength! 20 girlfriends!
Utahraptor: Yeah, I get that! So, what: the mental strength, self-confidence and I guess time-management skills intrinsic to having twenty girlfriends?
T-Rex: No. What? I don't know how to explain it better. If twenty girlfriends can lift up a car then I can lift up that car too.
Narrator: SPECIAL "A SOFTER WORLD" ENDING:
〚the rest of the panel text resembles paper strips with typerwriter font, as in "a softer world"〛
Typewriter strip: with the strength of 20 girlfriends I can lift up cars
Typewriter strip: i can juggle pianos
Typewriter strip: so i really don't see how winning your heart requires 21
