Here I am at the World's Largest Dinosaur. For three bucks, you can climb to the top of him. Stand in his mouth and BEHOLD! DRUMHELLER!! Actually pretty cool. And, yes. Yes my shirt DOES glow in the dark.
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2 comments:
How much to hang off his giant pink dino-prick that's poking your shoulder?
Like, NOTHING. Anything to appease the Dino God. I hear he loves hj's from freckled hands.
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