My Danosaur
Phil was cackling from his place on Dan's bed as he watched his said friend struggle out of the green dinosaur suit. "Need help there Dan?" he chuckled.
Dan shot him a dirty look and wiggled out of the costume and managed to get his arms free, ripped the buttons open, shoved the suit down his legs, and kicked it off; or more like flailed his right leg to get it off of him.
"That was disastrous!" Dan exclaimed. "There's cereal all over the floor and my walls!"
"I had fun," Phil shrugged.
"Yea, with shooting bits of cereal at me at a shotgun speed!" Dan growled. He rubbed at his face that was dry and itchy with the ce