T-Rex: Oh man, I haven't bought anyone any presents yet! I AM SO POOCHED! I am the worst friend in the world.

T-Rex: This will consummate my social ruin FOR SURE!

Narrator: SOON:
T-Rex: Oh, hey, Dromiceiomimus! How's - how are things?
Dromiceiomimus: Things are alright, T-Rex!
T-Rex: Haha, that's cool! Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow: Christmas Eve! I have a very special present for YOU, my friend.
Dromiceiomimus: Hah hah, sure thing! Thanks!

T-Rex: Why did I say that?? I AM EVEN MORE POOCHED THAN EVER BEFORE.
Utahraptor: No presents, T-Rex?

T-Rex: Nope! And then I compounded it by telling Dromiceiomimus that I had something extra special for her. And OH MAN, now you know my secret. I'm out of control!
Utahraptor: It's okay! We'll be your friends even without presents.
T-Rex: I know I know but still!

Narrator: LATER: A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE??
T-Rex: Hey!!
T-Rex: I could give Dromiceiomimus my toaster!