Oh, yea. Everyone make fun of the big purple dinosaur. Do you know how hard it is for a big-ass dinosaur to get laid? Fucking hard. You think he just walks into a bar, walks up to a beautiful lady, and says, "Can I buy you a drink?"

No.

He walks up to the door of the bar and the bouncer says, "You're a Dinosaur, bitch. GTFO." Let's say he does get a nice bouncer. One that will consider letting a big-ass, carnivorous fucking dinosaur into the bar. What does he say? "Can I see your I.D.?" Dinosaurs can't get I.D.'s, they're fucking DINOSAURS. Doesn't matter if he's however-many-trillion years old. How he survived this long is beyond me, but I guarantee its been centuries since the last time his dino-dong has been relieved. Not like he can relieve himself, his arms are fucking TINY.

You know what? I'll even entertain the idea that the bouncer let him in. Now what? He starts stomping around, flipping chairs over and knocking bitches out with his tail, because he can't really fucking help it -- Bars were not made for dinosaurs.

All these ignorant little kids think 'oh yay, a dinosaur, lets all chase him and hug him.' They start grabing him, hugging him.. he can't help but get a fucking huge prehistoric boner. Finally he snaps.

Look at his face. He's horrified with himself. He knows its wrong, but he's snapped. Can't take it anymore. I don't fucking blame him, I pity him.

All you self righteous ass holes making fun of him through cyberspace; safe behind your computer screens, far away from any danger. Make fun of those claws and teeth to his face -- see what happens.

I hope you guys get raped by some sex-deprived pedopheliac pterodactyl.