T-Rex: Here are some things that DEFINITELY won't fit into my mouth. I tried! They won't fit.

T-Rex: First off: dog breederies, solar panel processing plants, and giant cubes!

T-Rex: Also: twenty cars on a stick. Sound stages, every library (individually AND en masse), medium-sized cubes that are still pretty big, lakes, beer-flavoured lakes, and beer-flavoured lakes in Minnesota.
Dromiceiomimus: I know for a fact that one of those doesn't exist, T-Rex!
T-Rex: Doesn't exist in my mouth, that is!! Because it's too big?

Utahraptor: Not much to talk about today, huh?
T-Rex: What? There's plenty to talk about!

Utahraptor: It's just, YESTERDAY you had some neat ideas about knowledge and existence, and today you're all "here are some things that don't fit in my big ol' mouth" and you're TOTALLY LYING about trying them; I can tell.
T-Rex: They dovetail together nicely.
Utahraptor: I don't see how!

Narrator: T-REX EXPLAINS:
Off panel: Ah, that makes perfect sense! Thanks, T-Rex! Now I know how digital timers work.
T-Rex: You're welcome!
T-Rex: Now, HERE'S how putting the things in my mouth ties in with existence...