DINOSAUR AWESOMENESS: PTERODACTYLS!
So today’s post was one of many mental battles, on the one had I had pterodactyls, which has to be the hardest and stupidestlying spelled word in the America language. On the other hand I had these sexy ladies.
So I had a face off (I want to take your face…off) between the golden g’s and flying monsters. Yep of course flying monsters won and apparently had a lovely dinner, a little gamey, and not a lot of meat on their bones but aged just right.
Flying dinosaurs don’t get much more badass. Dinosaurs are pretty neato as is, one might even say rad, but add wings and breathing fire… I think, to the equation (sorry I did once say no math would be involved in this blog I apologize) and you have the me of dinosaurs. They could just fly around and pick up other dinosaurs and then drop them wherever, quick sand, lava pools, tar pits, jersey. Do you think Dinosaurs from Jersey/NYC had think annoying accents? Probably, and I am sure they loved Chicken Parm too.
Other Dinosaurs had two legs, maybe 4 if they were lucky, and tiny little arms. These had wings with tiny adorable hands on them. What were those hands for anyways? I bet when they were flying around the stratosphere they would give each other wicked high fives. Lord knows I would.
A german guy of some unknown name and face once dreamed the same dream I have once dreamed while dreaming. A pterodactyl fight!
It’s like The Outsiders vs. The Warriors = we all win baby.
Though, honestly I could have drawn that, and I would have added at least 14 more explosion than 0.
Questions – Pterodactyls could swim?
Answer – No fucking clue.
AWESOME SONG OF THE DAY #42
The Orphanage – Hold Mine