…if you woke up one morning and you were a dinosaur.
I would begin to finally exist.
I would eat something.
I would read Kafka’s Metamorphosis, then breath a sigh of relief…
da…dat…tshhh
I would invent a dance craze that sweeps the nation called, The T-Rex Two Step.
I would lie in the woods revealing the path to Candy Mountain.
Form a band with Marc Bolan.
I’d eat a triceratops sandwich.
i would eat a copy of Die Verwandlung and then rampage capitol hill and then take a long nap underneath the Sea of Japan, and upon waking will play an excellent game of chess with the imfamous dinosaur anti-hero.
-OKComp
Whatever dinosaurs do.
I’d head for the Great Valley while avoiding sharptooth. And I’d probably kill Sarah. Whiny little snot.
Depends. What kind of dinosaur? It would be awkward to wake up as, say, a brontosuar! Basically your torso would be in the house while the rest of you was in your neighbors yards.
“Am I a dinosaur dreaming I am a 21st century man, or am I a 21st century man dreaming I am a dinosaur?”
And how can I figure this out when I have a brain the size of a peanut?
I would drop a huge dinosaur turd on my favorite politicians
-Imp
Where’s the ellipsis?
I might eat a lawyer then go after the children.
…then i would teach the children to sing:
“i love you,
you love me,
we’re one happy family,
with a great big hug and a kiss from me to you,
don’t you know I love you too!”