T-Rex: What time is it, God?!
God: ADVEN-
T-Rex: No it's 3:31 pm EST.
T-Rex: Hah hah! Zing!
God: HOW IS THAT A JOKE YOU JUST ASKED ME WHAT TIME IT WAS AND THEN TOLD ME THE TIME
T-Rex: It's a little thing called ANTIHUMOUR? A horse walks into a bar! He causes a commotion and, terrified, tramples several patrons. Hah hah hah! THEY DIED!
God: THAT HAPPENED ONCE
T-Rex: ...Oh.
T-Rex: Well, now I feel horrible!
Utahraptor: Why?
T-Rex: Oh, I tried to make a joke involving people dying and equines but God was all "that happened once".
Utahraptor: Well, at least he didn't say "that will happen"! Or worse, "now that you've SAID it, that will happen".
T-Rex: Or "now that you've said it, it will happen to YOU!"
T-Rex: Hmmm... Hey God, have you heard this one? "A horse walks into a bar! He causes a commotion and T-Rex becomes a millionaire!! Also all the sexies like him ("sexies" is my word for sexy people!)"
T-Rex: ...
T-Rex: Nothing, huh?
