How does this go down?
Scientist: There, according to my analysis of the stomach fossil chromatogram, this thing walked around looking like it had a mad case of gas all the time.
Sculptor: Yes, and I believe you mentioned several dozen fangs?
Docent: Sir, I'm sorry, but that's the fourth set of third graders this year.
Scientist: Well, what's wrong with them?
Docent: They're terrorized, sir. They've been setting up little checkpoints and torturing each other. We've got to put something else on display. Estelle has recently collected another seven moths, and she assures us that they all resemble fossils from the jurassic as well, sir.
Scientist: What? The third graders are torturing each other?
Docent: I'm sorry, sir, I didn't want to have to be the one to tell you.
Sculptor: Wait. Wait. Wait. Didn't those moths have fangs, too?
Scientist: Okay everyone let's do another herbivore.
Scientist: [sharply:] Pipe down! If we don't fill that space the children will think there is something missing.
Child: General! The forces of scientological mormonism are about to overtake octobot in the games!
And now I must know what was there previously.