T-Rex: Hey, I bet if I went a week without showering, nobody would notice! Showers are probably there just to sell water. And soap. And shampoo.

God: T-REX EVERYONE WILL NOTICE
T-Rex: I find myself compelled to disagree!

Narrator: ONE DAY LATER:
T-Rex: So! How's it going, Dromiceiomimus?
Dromiceiomimus: Oh, alright!
T-Rex: Good! Hey, would you say I smell... "entirely acceptable"?
Dromiceiomimus: I guess so!
T-Rex: That is just so excellent.

Narrator: THREE DAYS LATER:
Utahraptor: Hey, T-Rex, can I borrow - oh God! What happened?!
T-Rex: Nothing! I smell fine!

Narrator: FIVE DAYS LATER:
Utahraptor: I'm talking to you from over here because you're smelly, T-Rex. I'm saying this as your friend. You smell like there was an explosion at the onion factory, and you were caught at ground zero.
T-Rex: Hello!! That evocative image is entirely misplaced!

Narrator: SEVEN DAYS LATER:
Off panel: Now I'm way over here because I can ACTUALLY SEE stink lines coming off of you. There are little cartoon fish skeletons between the stink lines. You know what they're whispering in my ear, T-Rex?
T-Rex: Nothing?
Off panel: "There IS NO GOD"