T-Rex: Worried about a date you're going on? Lick a dog poop! You'll have bigger things to worry about, like "holy crap why did I lick a dog poop just before my date??"
T-Rex: Problems with the tax man? Try licking a dog poop!
T-Rex: There's no problem that couldn't be made worse by licking a dog poop, which means that minor problems will disappear like a candle on the surface of the sun!!
T-Rex: (The candle is your existing problems, and the blinding light of the solar furnace is the problems you made by licking dog poops on the regular.)
Dromiceiomimus: Ah.
Utahraptor: But this doesn't solve anything. It just creates WORSE problems!
T-Rex: Sure!
T-Rex: Way worse problems... that can EASILY BE SOLVED by not lickin' poops no more. OH DAMN, NOW YOUR OLD PROBLEMS SEEM SMALL AND EASILY SOLVED!!
T-Rex: YOU'RE WELCOME!
T-Rex's head: *pop*
T-Rex: Ah yes, the distinctive "pop" sound of enlightenment, I know it well
