Once I had a Baryonyx named Retard. His name originated from my hatred of hid kind and the liking.

Anyways, I was traveling with him on the beach, hunting for metal. I went into the water for 0.01 seconds, and a piranha attacked me. Retard came and seized their lives effortlessly. Unfortunately, a Therizinosaurus got too close to him.

That's not the end of the story. I thought Retard would be mince meat, but he survived and killed a trike along the way.

But another piranha struck. Retard found himself in a pit of hellfire, battling 2 megalodons, and many more piranhas. He succumbed to the combined strength of his enemies. Shortly thereafter, I started killing everything in the sea in a fit of uncontrollable rage.

The end.