T-Rex: Guys, I'm sick! I've taken lots of sick medicine so nobody make out with me today, okay?

T-Rex: Nobody is allowed to kiss my rad lips today, okay?

T-Rex: Nobody is allowed to hold my talented hands or touch my blasted abs or gently run their fingers around my way ripped shoulders. You all will just have to WAIT.
Dromiceiomimus: Certainly your beefy elbows aren't off limits! You know, the ones that are just COATED in layers of muscles on top of muscles?
T-Rex: I'M AFRAID SO.

Utahraptor: What about your bulging, constantly-flexing lips?
T-Rex: Also off limits!

T-Rex: So too are my weird veiny eyeballs and my overly-defined muscley nostrils. Wanna see me flex my nostrils?
Utahraptor: Will I be allowed to touch the nostrils afterwards?
Utahraptor: Either way: obviously I want to see you flex them nostrils.

Narrator: 24 HOURS LATER:
T-Rex: I'm feeling better now, everyone!
T-Rex: So!
T-Rex: Did yesterday really happen or WHAT?