T-Rex: There's a big snowstorm coming tonight. This is so great! By tomorrow morning, everything will be buried under snow, and society will have finally reached its snowmageddon.
T-Rex: It's time to start new civilizations in our living rooms, you guys!
T-Rex: We'll abandon the laws of man as we write new laws, awesome-centric laws that are outside society's precious "morality" and "ideas of what is the right thing to do"!
Dromiceiomimus: Those are the same thing, T-Rex.
T-Rex: Dromiceiomimus, in my NEW civilization, pointing that out will be against the law. That's PROBABLY because my new civilization is a utopia??
Utahraptor: We're only getting a few inches of snow, T-Rex! This is not the end of civilization.
T-Rex: But -
Utahraptor: We have, in fact, invented snowplows precisely to prevent a single storm from doing that.
T-Rex: FINE. Live in reality with your stupid snowplows, and we'll all just forget how amazing a snow-covered world is, and the incredible possibilities the world changing overnight represents.
Narrator: THE NEXT MORNING:
T-Rex: Man, shovelling snow is for chumps! I truly wish I had a snowplow.
T-Rex: That's right, ladies!
T-Rex: I'M wildly inconsistent in what I want!!
