T-Rex: Today is the day I find I'm no longer immersed in popular culture. I used to be SUBMERGED in it, but now I'm not even in the lake! I'm on the shore, dripping wet, furrowing my brow and pointing at the lake in confusion.
T-Rex: Today is the day I realize saying something "rocks" is actually really weird!
T-Rex: It's like a switch went off in my head. This radio station was all bragging on itself, saying "Kewl 105: WE ROCK!" and my first thought was, "Like a moored boat? Is it cool now to sway back and forth, like a boat tied to a dock by a length of rope?"
Dromiceiomimus: You're taking it literally?
T-Rex: That's the thing! My FIRST INSTINCT was to take it literally. I had to remind myself what they really meant.
T-Rex: Then I thought of "rock concerts" and it seemed silly! But "punk rock" seemed ADORABLE.
Utahraptor: You just need to ROCK MORE!
T-Rex: I know you're trying Utahraptor, but it sounds to me like you're saying I should pitch dangerously to one side a little more often. It's too late for me. Tell them my story.
Utahraptor: Goodbye, T-Rex. We had a good run, didn't we?
T-Rex: We did. By God, we did.
T-Rex: Hey, when I decide that "cool" can only mean that something's chilly, you'll still shoot me with the kryptonite bullet, right?
Off panel: No worries!
T-Rex: Awesome!
T-Rex: Awesome.
