Sir Dino and Patton Oswalt happen upon a bottle of gold Bond cream when they are attacked by a swarm of prehistoric mosquitoes.
In a realm where time has no meaning, a colossal dinosaur, clad in a time-traveling suit, emerges from a vortex. His name is Sir Dino McRex, and he has traveled from the Jurassic era. He finds himself in a room filled with relics from the 1970s.
To his surprise, Patton Oswalt, the renowned comedian and actor, materializes beside him. They are both bewildered by their surroundings. Patton, in his signature witty style, quips, “I guess my GPS took a wrong turn at the 21st century!”
While they marvel at the ancient stereo equipment before them, with its balance control slider and mysterious switches, they notice a box of Gold Bond cream resting on a piece of black fabric. Sir Dino McRex, with his tiny arms, tries to pick it up but fails.
Suddenly, a swarm of ravenous mosquitoes from the Mesozoic era, having followed Sir Dino through the time vortex, begins to attack them. In a frenzy, Patton shouts, “I didn’t sign up for Jurassic Park!”
Sir Dino exclaims with a roar, “Fear not, Patton! This Gold Bond cream has Lidocaine! It shall protect us from the bites of these pesky creatures!”
As they apply the cream, they notice a group of bats hanging from the ceiling. But these are no ordinary bats; they are Music Critic Bats, known for their impeccable taste in music and sonic abilities. Patton, with a twinkle in his eye, says, “Hey, Sir Dino, let’s ask these winged maestros for help!”
Sir Dino nods in approval and loudly bellows, “Esteemed Music Critic Bats, we seek your assistance in vanquishing these mosquitoes!”
The bats, fluttering down, reveal themselves to be wearing tiny headphones and carrying miniature notepads. The lead bat, Ludwig Von Batthoven, speaks, “We shall help, but in return, you must play us the finest tune on this ancient stereo.”
Patton and Sir Dino agree, and the bats start to drive the mosquitoes away with their sonic screeches. Meanwhile, Sir Dino fiddles with the stereo, and miraculously, it comes to life, playing a symphony that transcends time. The bats nod approvingly in awe as they continue to clear the room of mosquitoes.
Once the task is complete, Ludwig Von Batthoven thanks them and says, “Now, for the grand finale, let us partake in the sacred ritual of the Music Critic Bats.”
Ludwig Von Batthoven produces a mystical herb from his headphones case. Sir Dino and Patton, intrigued, decide to partake. As they all get into a relaxed state, Patton suggests, “Let’s listen to the ‘Transformer’ album by Lou Reed!”
Sir Dino, with his tiny arms, somehow manages to place the vinyl on the stereo. The room fills with a pungent yet fragrant smoke and the sounds of Lou Reed’s iconic album, and the atmosphere mellows into a psychedelic wonderland. The bats start to fly in rhythm, and the notes seem to come alive.
Patton and Sir Dino, now the best of friends, sway to the music. They talk about the mysteries of time, the beauty of music, and the power of unexpected friendships.
When the album comes to an end and they all start feeling a little hungry, Sir Dino and Patton realize it’s time to return to their respective eras. With a tearful goodbye, they thank the Music Critic Bats and promise to never forget this adventure. As Sir Dino steps into his time vortex and Patton fades away, they both know they’ve experienced something that transcends time and species.
