There was once a little baby dinosaur, which I spent much time playing with it. We had much fun but energy took its toll, and soon, the baby dinosaur got hungry.
It was confused about how the feeling of hunger felt, and it said, "I'm having this funny sensation in my stomach. It doesn't feel good. I feel like crying."
I petted its head and said, "My dear, that's called hunger. You could cry, but there really isn't a need to."
"Ok, I shan't cry. Then what shall I do about Hunger?"
I held its hand and said, "Come, let's go find some food! What would you like?"
It reared its cute little head up in joy and gave a shrill little baby roar, and said, "I eat ANYTHING!"
So we went off into the woods and found ourselves some pizza and pasta from a little known shop.
It was a really cute little dino, and I had loved it so. And after we had our fill, I told the baby dino,"If you had cried then, I would have let you eat me."
"I wouldn't, then I would have no one to play with anymore. Instead, let's find food together!"
Thursday, November 16, 2006
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