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Name: Saz
Age:27
Location: UK
Looking for: Friends, Penpals, whatever
Orientation: Homoromantic Ace

Hi! I’m Saz and I’m from the UK and love theatre, singing, fantasy books, Pokémon, dinosaurs, writing, awful reality TV shows, doing random crap, still being bitter about the l00 killing Lexa, LOTR, Star Wars, Videogames.

Over 18’s only please. Where did all the original Tumblr people go? Everyone is so young!!! Is there like another Tumblr retirement home I should be aware of?

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Limitless - 1x13 - Stop Me Before I Hug Again

“The FBI has to catch bad guys, and sometimes it’s scary and we use scary words but…what else are we supposed to do?”

69- Theodore Rex (1995)
Why Would You Make This?
69- Theodore Rex (1995)

We Breakdown Scooby-Doo, Star Trek, Dunston Checks In, Dinosaurs (TV show), & The state of Stand-Up comedy, Also, We invent existing words, make Futurama & Bad Boys references & play a White Zombie song all in this movie about Racist Jurassic Park.

Short imagine. Fetus Thomas and Newt

“Bye mommy!” Thomas said, as him mum dropped him off at kindergarten/nursery.

“Bye sweetie. Remember if you need anything just ask your teacher,” His mother’s red painted lips curled into a smile.

“I will, mommy!”

When his mother left, Thomas immediately ran towards the empty drawing table. He grabbed a sheet of paper and some crayons and began to draw. His eyes glued to the paper and his small hands frantically colouring.

He was drawing Barney the dinosaur, his favourite TV show. He had nearly completed his masterpiece when-

SNAP!

Thomas looked up to see a boy. In his hands was a broken green crayon. The boy had light brown hair and dark brown eyes.

“Y-You bwoke it,” Thomas stuttered, his eyes welling up with tears.

“I didn’t mean to!” the boy said defensively.

“Yes you did!” Thomas cried.

“Didn’t!”

“Did!”

“Didn’t!”

“Did!”

“Goodness me, what’s going on here?” The teacher asked.

“He bwoke my cwayon!” Thomas sobbed pointing at the boy.

“You don’t have to be such a baby about it!” the boy retorted.

“Well at least I don’t speak funny!” Thomas cried, referring to the boy’s British accent.

The boy frowned. Thomas frowned back. The teacher bit her lip to stop herself from laughing.

“Now, now children. This isn’t the way to behave. Now lets both say sorry and shake hands!”

The boy and Thomas both looked at each other and shook hands.

“I’m sowwy,” Thomas mumbled.

“I’m sowwy too,” the boy mumbled back.

“Would you like to be my friend?” Thomas said a smile creeping on his lips.

“Sure!” The boy grinned.

“My name is Thomas.”

“Hello, Thomas. My name is Newt.”

*****

Goodnight everybody