T. Rex's shitty little arms

So you think you're tough eh? Think you're strong? Think again. Check out the arms on the highly scientific diagram of a Tyrannosaurus Rex over to the right there. Can you see how spastic and tiny they are? Well here's news for you: those guns are capable of lifting 400 pounds. When was the last time you did that Mr. Lundgren?

That being said, the Tyrannosaurus Rex was apparently in a constant struggle to find something those arms were actually useful for. The most recent theories seem to suggest the arms are nothing more than vestigial limbs, left dangling there for absolutely no reason other than "Heck, why not?". But I'm smarter than that. I've come up with quite a few possible uses for these so-called 'pointless' limbs. Allow me to share:

1) Clapping excitedly. Having hands and arms, while existing as an upright biped, allows the impressive function of clapping excitedly. Other species such as rabbits, mice and otters are unable to clap and are therefore likely due for extinction very soon. The Tasmanian Tiger couldn't clap, look what happened. Think the Wooly Mammoth could clap? Think again! Now where is the gargantuan cousin of the elephants? DEAD. I think the evolutionary advantage of excited clapping is abundantly clear.

2) Juggling. The rather small arms of the Tyrannosaurus weren't able to move very far, their movement restricted not only by their diminutive size, but also by the fact that all-in-all, these arms are just plain stupid. However, one needs not move their arms very far in order to juggle. In fact, once you're good enough at it, juggling involves very little arm movement! Juggling is indeed an often overlooked use for these pathetic extremeties.

3) Prevention of overwhelming awesomeness. It has been suggested by some that the Tyrannosaurus Rex - were it any more awesome - would simply collapse under the weight of all that awesome. To prevent this from occurring, it seems Mother Nature had the fantastic idea of completely fucking up the T. Rex's arms, thus providing a natural counter-balance to the impending awesomeness implosion. Oh Mother Nature, you card!