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November 1, 2006

Jim: Right Out Of History

The bones from the mid-Cretaceous were fossilized to hues of mahogany and chestnut and spread out across the floor into rough skeletal assemblies.

Professor Hornby cleared his throat and said, “Now here’s the exciting part. Notice this small group of bones in the stomach of the predator?”

I saw the skull fragments and gasped.

“That’s right,” the professor grinned. “A hominid. A man from 70 million years ago!”

“Th-that’s impossible!” I stammered.

“We’re still trying to figure out the scraps of yellow and blue fur. But I assure you that I personally dug these bones from out of the bedrock.”

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Comments

Ya-ba-da-ba-dooooooo!!

Posted by: kasac at November 1, 2006 1:13 PM · Permalink

Ow. That one *really* hurt. :)

Posted by: Stacy at November 1, 2006 1:47 PM · Permalink

It's kind of weird writing about a Fred who doesn't have a green-headed duck.

Posted by: Jim Parkinson at November 1, 2006 1:58 PM · Permalink

Hee!! (Out of the bedrock. *groan*)

Posted by: Tanya at November 1, 2006 2:29 PM · Permalink