T-Rex: Am I perhaps too comfortable, too satisfied with my life and friends and ROUTINE? Has the warm embrace of satisfaction become the smothering kiss of COMPLACENCY?
T-Rex: It's time to shake things up, T-Rex style!
T-Rex: Dromiceiomimus, here's a COMPELLING IDEA for ending complacency. We'll insult each other and then we'll become enemies, and THEN, I wouldn't have our little chats to look forward to anymore. Result: complacency: nullified!
Dromiceiomimus: That's so lame!
T-Rex: You're so lame!
Dromiceiomimus: Have we started?
Narrator: A FEW HOURS LATER:
Utahraptor: So how's it going on the ol' "no more complacency" front?
T-Rex: Sucky to the max!
T-Rex: I've been systematically destroying the life I knew, but that's just left me panicky and unsatisfied. My romance for something new has led to a realization that I had a routine because I liked what I was doing and when I was doing it.
Utahraptor: Time to reclaim your life of only a few hours ago!
T-Rex: Yes! I will apologize to Dromiceiomimus! And if I ever get too comfortable again, well, I could probably get used to the smothering kiss of complacency. And maybe, one day, I'll finally be ready to START KISSING BACK.
Off panel: That's gross and confusing!
