Jungle Boy was sitting on a non-descript sci-fi panel. His legs swung in the free air below. Luchasaurus was pacing in front of him, clearly it took the humanoid dinosaur to place Jungle Boy on his current perch.

Jungle Boy: Look, I know you’re used to having the power advantage. And I know Lashley isn’t as tall as you. But, he’s strong. Like crazy strong!

Luchasaurus paused and stared at Jungle Boy.

Luchasaurus: No. I am strong! Dinosaur is always better!

Jungle Boy: I know! I’m not saying that he’s better. I’m just saying that he’s strong. Think of it like this. He can bench press a pound for every hair he’s missing.

Luchasaurus: That’s a lot. Maybe we should get him a wig.

Jungle Boy: If only it worked like that buddy. Unfortunately no amount of hair is going to make him less strong or more talented. He’s going to have to rely on that raw power. MVP on the other hand. He’s been around longer than your ancestors.

Luchasaurus nodded.