T-Rex: So, God!
God: HEY WHAT'S UP
T-Rex: I was wondering, what happens when you die?

God: UM
God: PRETTY SURE I GET TO LIVE FOREVER

T-Rex: No no, I mean, what happens when the RHETORICAL "you" dies?
God: WE ALL START SPEAKING MORE PRECISELY
T-Rex: What happens to ME when I die? Me. Myself!
God: I DO BELIEVE YOU GET BRAINED BY A TEACUP

T-Rex: Argh! Never try to have a theological discussion with God!
Utahraptor: I never do!

Utahraptor: In fact, I don't try to have theological discussions, period! Debating something that boils down to "I believe this despite an absence of proof" is not my idea of fun times.
T-Rex: ALL I WANT TO KNOW IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I DIE.
Utahraptor: ...Don't you get brained by a teacup?

T-Rex: Alright, that's it. Attention, everyone! I have an announcement to make!
T-Rex: I don't know when people started using "brain" as a verb, but I find I am forced to give it my full endorsement!!