Why Irony and Dinosaur Should Not Be Allowed Text Messaging, or Why Irony and Dinosaur Should Totally Write Every TV Show Ever

Irony: Is Vaughn still dead?

A Dinosaur: No, he clawed his way out of his grave. Because he's Buffy.

Irony: Dude. They could put him in pigtails and he could carry around a stick called Mr. Pointy.

A Dinosaur: That's the only thing that could redeem the show at this point.

Irony: I know. It has to turn into camp farce. They should make Jack and Sloane into felt puppets.

A Dinosaur: No, Jack has to be a giant, snarky disembodied head.

Irony: Hee! He could be that sadistic disembodied head we saw that one time!

A Dinosaur: But that head wasn't disembodied. It had a body, it was just really small.

Irony: Even better! A giant Jack head in a vat with a little midget body attached. He could make pronouncements.

A Dinosaur: And Marshall should be a dog

Irony: A little yappy talking dog like from Mars Attacks. This show would rock.

A Dinosaur: Vaughn could be the Ghost of Christmas Forehead.

Irony: You complete me...Tranny Ramirez has the eyes of a dead shark and I hate him.

A Dinosaur: Hee. Now you complete me.

Irony: ...So together we are like, three people?

A Dinosaur: More like six. You have to factor in ego.

Irony: Once again you have completed me. We are getting into multiplication here. I am the baby Jesus and I am crying.