Extinction blues



He squatted and let go of a giant prehistoric poop. With his short hands he swatted away some flies settling on his chest, but the flies mocked him by flying around his nose, where his hands couldn’t reach! 

Shaking them off he looked up. “What’s that? A giant meatball in the sky!” His mouth opened, ready to catch it. But the fiery meatball kept growing, almost doubling in size every second!  

That’s when it hit him! this wasn’t food, this was the end. Suddenly he felt the extinction blues.  

He wished someone had already invented the wheel and saved him. But no, nothing. Just him, his poop, some flies and a giant meatball in the sky that grew bigger and bigger.

Still, he stood proudly. “Soon,” he told himself, “I will be a fossil in a museum.”  The earth shook violently as the meteor made contact on the steamy, fresh, hot T-Rex poop, wiping out all life. Well almost. Some of his relatives survived.  Yes the cockroaches made it and they are now raiding your kitchen. 

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