T-Rex: It's history times and you're living in the Greco-Roman world! And just like every other time ever, there are jerks here too.
T-Rex: Greco-Roman jerks!!
T-Rex: In modern times we'd say "Hey! Screw you too, buddy!!" to curse out these jerks, but the Greco-Romans did not mess around. They carved friggin' CURSE TABLETS.
Dromiceiomimus: What'd they say?
T-Rex: Oh, just "I lost my gloves and ask that the thief responsible should lose their mind and eyes": the usual!
Utahraptor: Both mind AND eyes?
T-Rex: And that's just an entry-level curse, dude!
T-Rex: You'll read things like, "Lost my ring, may the thief not urinate nor defecate nor speak nor sleep, and may the gods consume their blood, eyes, and every limb, and also torture and kill their horses" and not even bat an eye.
Utahraptor: Must've been some ring.
T-Rex: It probably wasn't.
T-Rex: Although, I do like a thought process that ended with "if an ACTUAL GOD EATS HIS LIMBS, this will solve my problem".
God: YEAH THERE'S NOT MUCH CALL FOR THAT ANYMORE
T-Rex: And it's a good thing, right?
God: I MEAN
God: I GUESS
