Back to Your Bunker …

“Okay, Stephen, battle plans. Where are we?”
The Stephenmiller grinned devilishly. Inwardly his evil heart did cartwheels through rings of fire as thoughts of indiscriminately tossing immigrant babies to land where they may danced in his head. He absolutely loved his job.

Born Free …

Thousands of dinos continued demonstrating outside the Oval Dwelling. The protest against dino police brutality and racism had been going on for a dozen days. After some earlier shenanigans, the demonstrators were peaceful. …

Take Me to the Sinners …

“Sick and tired! I am sick and tired of being holed up here. Like I was some common criminal.”
The Tyrumposaurus’s nostrils were flaring. And dripping on his big feet.
“Oh, there’s nothing common about you, boss,” said the Dino of Defense Markesper, gathered in the Oval Dwelling …

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