Once upon a time there was a T-Rex named Rex. Rex lived in a museum for all to see, kids loved to gaze on his bare skinless bod, and he loved watching them look at him, intensely.
One glorious day a boy on a skateboard and his German Shepard came rolling in. Rex got excited so hard his skin poped back on his aged fossilized bones. Rex ran towards the boy and sat on him, took his skateboard and ran out of the museum. Rex rode around the roads as police sirens followed him.
Rex looked back at the police and farted a huge intense cloud of...yum. As the police cars glitched out and exploded, the fart made him go 666x faster. Rex past everything he passed, but Rex was going so fast he didn't realize he fell into a bottomless pit and then died, like a good dinosaur.
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Adventures of the T-Rex named Rex
MizahThis originally was short stories that I had to do as ELA assignments, but my teacher loved how completely random it was so I decided to make a series out of it. This is Adventures of the T-Rex Named Rex, were Rex lives his life pointlessly deifying...
