I don't know if it was because of me or because he'd finally pulled his head out of his fourth point of contact and realized, Hey, it's not really such a bad thing after all.

Andy took his binoculars and glassed the area below.

Lovers, lovers, football brothers; rejects, dejects, clowns and crakaz: boot him one, in the nakaz!

Just short of the overturned vehicle, Tyrannosaurus rex stopped and sniffed the air, suspecting a trap—food was not supposed to give up quite so easily as this. Tyrannosaurus regina, however, was less fearful. She charged as the driver clambered up out of the capsized yellow hulk, slid to the ground, and fled across the field toward the crest of the knoll.