The horde/flock/troop/bunch/herd/pack/swarm/, or whatever, of Dinosaurs

The hexagonal bases finally arrived just in time before Easter to get them all glued on nice and securely.

Now all I need to do is flock the f#@%ers!

7 thoughts on “The horde/flock/troop/bunch/herd/pack/swarm/, or whatever, of Dinosaurs

  1. My dearest Hannah, It’s been passing long since last we embraced. After months of fighting in this damnable war, I fear I shall never hold you in my arms again. It’s the dinosaurs, Hannah—they’ve torn off my arms at the shoulders. I write this hasty note to you with pen firmly in mouth. I trust my tears shall not disrupt the ink and that our love will carry me through the challenging months to come. I am no longer certain of the future of humanity, but I can say with confidence that war breeds greater and greater weapons of destruction, and now that the dinosaurs have joined the field on both sides, there can be no assurances.

  2. Holy schnikey, that’s a LOT of dinos! Awesome stuff. You’re going to need an extension on your house to store them all. Ha!

Leave a Reply to lorenzoseventhCancel reply