You just gave an idea.
*Runs inside the big fat dinosaurs mouth and down to his belly, finds a buss that haven't been digested and manages to get it up and running. Drives out*
*A little, white and blue helicopter buzzes around*
"Ernie here with 'Ernie's Eye In The Sky' traffic report. If you don't have to get out of bed this morning, don't! Traffic is backed up for miles around, and it all started with two T-rexes playing on 14th and Main!"
Heh heh, you can have the bus; just as long as you have seconds, and thirds, and fourths, and... *eight hours later* ...twenty-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-eighths, and twenty-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-ninths, and thirty-thousands. ^_^
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