I am a dinosaur, and our whole family is a dinosaur, the kind that eats grass.
Because my dad always yelled when he saw bugs, we were complained by neighbors and had to move. We've moved a dozen times, for God's sake!
Even though there were no eggs, my father still screamed when he saw the bugs.
But it's strange that the neighbors here don't complain? And on the contrary, it seems that our family is particularly enthusiastic every time they see it...
But it's nice not to have to move anymore.
But why does my next door neighbor drool every time he sees me? Mom! He won't notice anything! I heard that humans would eat dinosaurs...
Oh, you said you are a Tyrannosaurus rex, not a human? That's good...
What a yarn!
Hold the grass! What did I hear!
Mother! Move quickly! There's a Tyrannosaurus rex living next door to us! He... He wants to eat me! ! !