Who Is My Neighbor? …

The afternoon sun glistened on the backs of the dozen bathing dinosaurs in Liberty Lagoon. It was a community pool of sorts for dinos of all stripes, spots and other species-based features. There was laughter in the air as old and young alike splashed about carefree. …

Lewd, Crude and Screwed …

The Solitary Sinkhole guard let out a low whistle.
The Jeffreyepstein had just checked in the day before. His new home was a hole beside the Georgenader, holed up himself beside the Michaelcohen. It was old home week and look who was coming to visit. The tyrant. The king of chaos. The Tyrumposaurus. …

The Price is Right Peace Plan …

“Good evening. You’re in the Sit You, Yeah, You! Room and I’m the Wolfblitzer.”
The grizzled, grey-skinned Mediacircustops, looked around the cramped cave at his loyal, captive audience. That is, a dozen tree-rubbing herbivores who’d discovered a liberal patch of bluegrass in the corner two weeks before.

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