You young whipper snappers!!! When I was your age I had to press W both ways uphill, in the snow, to tame a dilo! That was the only thing we could tame. AND WE LIKED IT!
We didn't have your narcotics, buncha whiny kids! We had to knock the dilo senseless with the corpse of our dead cousin. AND WE LIKED IT!
Poor Human, he died from swamp fever, not that any of you whipper snappers would know what that is with your antidotes. When we got swamp fever, we died! AND WE LIKED IT!
There were no flyers back in the good ole days. If we wanted to go somewhere fast, we punched a Triceratops and had him ram us to where we were going. AND WE LIKED IT!