Like a cow, humor must be milked daily.
Grade three was in session at the little red rock school in the Sandy Harmonica Stratified District. The Missusfiske held court with a dozen little 8-year-old dinos, all eagerly attacking their latest lesson, making footprints of different shapes in the sand. All except the young Stephenmillerus. …
The Mediacircustops gathered around the hastily called gathering inside the Oval Dwelling. The Tyrumposaurus squatted on his rocky throne with the ever dour Stephenmillerus at his side. The Mediacircustops had received last minute notice that the Brettkavanaugh and the Kanyewest would be in attendance. …
The 33-year-old Millenialsaurus munched on the low-hanging dinosaur egg fruit, a cross between a plum and an apricot that provided essential fibre. Millenials were concerned about their health, as well they should, being on their way to surpassing the Babyboomerus …
The Tyrumposaurus and his sister, the Tyrumpmaryannebarry, nibbled noisily on their Caviaraptor legs, a dino delicacy. They dined in the exclusive Great Gloating area of the Puhl-DePlugg Reservoir. It was a time they looked forward to each month, …
The weekend had arrived at the more acidic end of the Puhl-DePlugg Reservoir. It was a special recluse for dinos looking for a minor, malty, hoppy respite or those of the wide-mouthed Sloppydrunk species. …
You could hear a dried, flaky, crusty dinosaur scale hit the ground. The Sin Hut dinos had gathered for a hearing that could change dino justice for the next epoch or two. It was the Christineford versus the Brettkavanaugh, …
