T-Rex: Well, I certainly do love having illegal thoughts, while simultaneously involving myself in ANY NUMBER of sinister anti-government conspiracies!
T-Rex: Bombs bombs bombs.
Narrator: HELLO NSA, HOW ARE YOU
Narrator: a web card
T-Rex: Psych! Actually I just wanted to talk to YOU: the NSA intern who monitors everything I say and type and every website I access! It's really sweet that you care so much about me. You watch the T-Rex show every day, and you never miss an episode, a moment, a single word. I love that when we go to bed each night we're both going over the same day in our heads, thinking the same thoughts, sighing the same contented sigh before falling asleep. I love that. I love you.
T-Rex: One life spent watching another's: it's the purest expression of our love. Thank you. Thank you.
Utahraptor: T-Rex?
Utahraptor: I, uh, I think it's mostly computers that do the monitoring. Sentiment analysis algorithms, you know? Not a brilliant stranger so enraptured with you and your life and your two entwined souls that he puts his own existence on hold to watch your every waking moment.
T-Rex: WHAT
T-Rex: THE HELL
T-Rex: IS WRONG WITH REALITY
