There he is, King Dino himself, Tyrannosaurus Rex. He is the reason I visited the Smithsonian Natural History Museum. Not some poor, tired stuffed lion. Rather, a huge pile of bones that conjures up even huger and scarier thoughts about what he was when he was alive. Although, if you look at him just right, he does kind of look like a big chicken with teeth. Hmmmm... Maybe there is something to birds having evolved from dinosaurs after all.
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