T-Rex: I know tons about my favourite fictional characters. I can talk about them at length!
T-Rex: And I do! I really do!
T-Rex: But I don't know anything about what's going on with my body!!
T-Rex: I'm serious. If purple poops start coming out of this bad boy tomorrow morning, I will have NO IDEA what's wrong. All I'll be able to do is walk into a doctor's office and say, "Sup? Listen, purple poops are coming out of my bum: awesome, or cause for concern? Here's some money, so let me know!"
Dromiceiomimus: That's what we have doctors for, T-Rex! They let us know our problems for money!
T-Rex: But that's my point! We ALL have bodies!
Utahraptor: So we... should all be doctors?
T-Rex: Yes! Shouldn't we? If you were a robot, wouldn't you store a copy of your blueprints and repair manual in your cyber brain somewhere? Doesn't that just seem... REASONABLE?
Utahraptor: Man! If I were a robot, a lot of things would be different.
Utahraptor: 〚starts daydreaming〛
〚Utahraptor's daydream〛
Off panel: GREETINGS T-REX // I AM YOUR FRIEND UTAHROBOTER
T-Rex: I'm made of meat, so I get weaker AND forgetful as I get older!!
Off panel: YET I WILL LIVE FOREVER // HOW IRONIC
Off panel: IRON-IC // GET IT
Off panel: FUN FACT // I WAS ALSO PROGRAMMED FOR JOKES
