T-Rex: Okay, so here's the plan! I send cards to all my friends giving them the first clue on a treasure hunt!
T-Rex: Then, they go on the treasure hunt!
T-Rex: Each clue leads them to a further clue in a new location, sending them on an across-town adventure!
T-Rex: The final clue leads them to my house, where they find not only a party with potato chips and barbequed corn, but also the moral that the REAL treasure is friendship!
T-Rex: (I like all my parties to have morals at the end!)
T-Rex: Oh boy, this treasure hunt which I have just explained in detail including the twist at the end will be great!
Utahraptor: Agreed!
Utahraptor: And since the Dromiceiomimus and I already know what's going on, we can help! We should make it a block party, and invite everyone!
T-Rex: Yeah, like in the fifties! Everybody was neighbourly in the fifties!
T-Rex: And all the men wore hats while the women baked pies! Sure, we had the stability we craved after the turmoil of WWII, but -
T-Rex: - at what cost? Repression both sexual and sociological left lasting scars, leading in many ways to the cultural self-doubt of the 60s but who cares, we've got to plan this party!
