I was some sort of T-Rex short armed Colin Mochery dinosaur. My mother was a brontosaury type creature. We were in the primordial jungle just being dinosaurs.
She came to me and said, "Your father is sad."
I said, "How can we cheer him up?"
She pointed to a big bowl of flour. "Roll in that, and hop in the deep fat fryer."
I paused. "That's gonna hurt."
She said, "Close your eyes and hold your breath."
Luckily I woke up, because that made it seem okay to do.
Not understanding my human mind