i’m 101% sure that this entire line was improv and tom couldn’t help it
“Yeah, that was basically, we did about six different versions of that story, and that was just us standing around while the cameras were rolling and I would just feed them lines and feed Chris ideas for stories. I’d say, “Do another one, in this one say: ‘I was walking through a field, and I saw a lovey Turkish rug in the middle of the grass, and I love Turkish rugs, so I went to stand on it, and it was Loki, and he turned back into Loki and there was a hole and I fell through the hole was was impaled on a whole lot of spikes.’” So we did versions of that, and the one with the snake just ended up being the one we used.”
I choose to beliee every version of this story is true
and is just a different tale of when Loki turned into something ridiculous
and tried to murder his brother
I don’t know what makes this funnier, the idea that Loki kept trying the same prank, or that Thor kept falling for it.
Thor: OH LOOK A PUPPY
Loki: WAAAAUUUGGGHHHHH
Thor: OH NO IT’S YOU AGAIN!
This anecdote was actually the first time in three movies that I believed they were brothers, like, I saw this scene and I was like ‘OH, of course, this explains everything about their relationship”. This and “Get Help”.
The true tragedy of the debate over whether tyrannosauruses had lips is that even if they did, anatomic comparison with modern saurischians suggests they would have lacked the fine breath control necessary to play the saxophone.
Given that you need more than two fingers per hand to play a saxophone, or pretty much any instrument, what path would you recommend for a hopeful tyrannosaur’s music career?
Hm. Considering the tyrannosaur’s general body plan, its lack of opposable grip, and the fact that its musculature would likely make it difficult to exert gentle pressure, your best bet would probably be some sort of tuned percussion instrument. Might I suggest the glockenspiel? It could readily emulate the four-mallet style of playing simply by tapping the keys with its claws.
Like this?
Also consider:
the harp.
thr triangle.
Timpani drums.
and here is a piano dinosur I drew some monthses ago.
(and there shuld also be a choir of singing dinosaurs at whatever venue these fine folks are performing)
“but you have all day tomorrow to do it” friend you are seriously overestimating my ability to work at a consistent pace for long periods of time without getting distracted
me 2 the outside world: yeah i don’t really care for personality quizzes
me in the corner of my room @ 2am while eating spinach out of a plastic bag: as a chaotic good, sanguine, gemini, enfp who was born in the year of the horse, what should I have for breakfast tomorrow and also who is my soul mate
べんきょうしなければならない 