God: T-REX YOU KNOW A LOT ABOUT BATMAN
T-Rex: THANK you! It's nice SOMEONE finally noticed!
God: SO YOU REALLY THINK THIS IS A GOOD USE OF YOUR BRIEF LIFE HUH
T-Rex: Whoah!!
T-Rex: Hold up buddy, because THAT is a SLIPPERY SLOPE that ends in "oh my gosh I haven't spent every waking moment trying to cure cancer, I AM A WASTE OF FLESH AND BELONG IN THE GARBAGE". Here is a fact: I'm not good at curing cancer! I've TRIED.
Dromiceiomimus: What have you done?
T-Rex: Uh, written "todo: CURE CANCER" on a piece of paper and then NEVER CHECKED IT OFF??
Utahraptor: Have you tried checking it off though?
T-Rex: Sure have!!
T-Rex: But it was LIES, Utahraptor. Look, I accept that not all of us can cure cancer. But you know what I'm really good at? LEARNING ABOUT BATMAN. And maybe, JUST MAYBE, one day I'll write a Batman fanfic that inspires someone WITH the proper skills to cure cancer!
T-Rex: I will call my tale, "Batman Versus The Disease Called Cancer, And There's A Blank Page Where You Can Fill In The Answer".
T-Rex: Subtitled, "Look, I'm Doing The Best With What I've Got Over Here".
