T-Rex: Hello, recipient of this card! I am your friend, so this is me pulling you aside and whispering into your ear.
Narrator: YOU ARE TOTALLY WRONG
Narrator: a web card
T-Rex: It's okay. Some of us were born wrong, some achieve wrongness, and some have wrongness thrust upon 'em. You are maybe all three?
Dromiceiomimus: Yeah, it's hard to tell but I think you might've been wrong even as a baby.
T-Rex: You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
T-Rex: But we're your friends and we love you!
Utahraptor: YES! We love you.
Utahraptor: We love you even though we're at this fancy dinner party for all the correct people, and all the correct people are there, and you've shown up wearing an inflatable animal pool ring around your waist. This is a metaphor.
T-Rex: ...This might not be a metaphor.
Utahraptor: Oh god.
T-Rex: Okay, good chat, recipient of this card! We're still pals, right?
T-Rex: Okay! Remember that if you think we're not pals anymore you are only compounding your wrongness!
T-Rex: Peace!