Narrator: ALMOST 20 YEARS AGO:
T-Rex: Today is a good day I think for being remembered! And *I* will be immortalized by kicking an evil kangaroo two thousand times. Right in the tushie!
Narrator: NOW:
T-Rex: 〚thinks〛 kangaroo kicks
T-Rex: FRIGS AND DANGS!!
T-Rex: Dromiceiomimus, I forgot to -
Dromiceiomimus: - you forgot to set a world record for kicking a kangaroo a bunch, which is likely such a bad idea that it's not even a record anyone's keeping track of, and you just remembered it.
T-Rex: EXACTLY! I've wasted all this time "eating" and "sleeping" and "creating art" and NOT KICKING KANGAROOS.
T-Rex: If I die today, my legacy won't be 2000 kanga kicks! It'll be 10.3 of them!
Utahraptor: That's PLENTY, dude!
Utahraptor: Look, it's amazing that ANY of us are alive, and we've all got only so much time until that's not the case anymore. The clock is CONSTANTLY ticking down, and none of us have any idea how much time we have left: do you REALLY want to spend yours trying to kick a kangaroo??
T-Rex: Yes!
Off panel: Oh! Well, you're doing a really bad job of it.
T-Rex: I KNOW!!
T-Rex: THAT'S THE WHOLE PREMISE OF THIS OCCASIONAL CONVERSATION WE HAVE
