T-Rex: Right, Dromiceiomimus? I'm a good poet, right? Dromiceiomimus: Sure! Although I've not heard much of your poetry! T-Rex: I can assure you that my poetry is great, unlike our current department of state!
Utahraptor: Your poetry sounds a little political, T-Rex! T-Rex: It's how I express myself!
Utahraptor: But is this poetry contest for political poems or for, you know, poems about the sky and how magical it is to wake up in the morning? T-Rex: I can do both! Observe: T-Rex: I like the flowers and the sky, They light up my spirit and let it fly, They keep my happiness in high supply,
T-Rex: Unlike our current political leadership! T-Rex: The End, by T-Rex, ps: my soul is chaos!
What are the haps my friends
i hope you like high fives
This comic is from April 27th, 2004! I didn't write things down here back then. Or maybe I did, and they are now LOST FOREVER. But here is a random merchandise image; perhaps you are... tantalized?
