T-Rex Wrestling Match

One second I am completely rigid, and the next—bam! My fingers actually twitch. I sit up, look to my right, and there is a massive prehistoric beast snoozing right next to me. Talk about dramatic flair! Naturally, instead of creeping away quietly, I give its scaly rubber toe a hearty tap with my fist. Total silence. The beast remains defeated. I give a heroic little bow to an imaginary audience, kick my legs out on the rug, and lean back against its scaly flank to soak up my undisputed victory.