Then one day i was reading somewhere in the Old Testament that dragons (t-rex and company) move into places where the people have moved out - something about abandoned palaces becoming a den of dragons and owls. Lightbulb came on. As far as "scientific" evidence is concerned, i trust the evolutionists about as far as i could pick up susie-t-rex and throw her. There's been fake-evidence in the past...uh, would you trust your car to a mechanic who ripped off your neighbor five years ago, AND pulled a similar stunt on your boss a year or so later?
Didn't think so.
Anyway, if i was susie-t-rex, think i'd want to live around people? Oh yeah, bet children made fer yummy snacks. But there was a problem. Their daddys. They like to hunt, and they really like to talk about it. Men who slay big ferocious animals are a big hit with the ladies; they get the cheer-leader captains and the homecoming queens.
If i was susie-t-rex, i'd head out to the sticks, settle for horses and deer - and maybe a bear...oh wait, that last one did a number on my tail. i swung it, real cool like, but that stench-breath'd beast landed right on it, and yikes, dug it's claws...got infected, what a mess.
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