[If Rex was familiar with the necessary context for that joke, he'd have rated it as a solid one. A little dad jokey for his own personal taste, but still creative and funny.]
Why are there so many birds named after boobs? There's, like, a red-footed booby and blue footed booby, right? Why the fuck are there so many booby birds...
[Before he can even lift a finger to protest, Mark is up, up, and away.
When he returns, Rex scowls, drawing his hands inwards and practically hissing like a feral cat.]
N-no! They'll heal on their own. It just, y'know! Takes a minute? Or twenty...
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Why are there so many birds named after boobs? There's, like, a red-footed booby and blue footed booby, right? Why the fuck are there so many booby birds...
[Before he can even lift a finger to protest, Mark is up, up, and away.
When he returns, Rex scowls, drawing his hands inwards and practically hissing like a feral cat.]
N-no! They'll heal on their own. It just, y'know! Takes a minute? Or twenty...