STORY TIME.
At my Dad’s house a few years back, we went on a roadtrip to, I think, King’s Island (freaking great amusement park before Paramount Pictures basically gave up on it) and we have seemed to form a habit of constantly stopping at roadside attractions.
veeellllll we stopped at this dinosaur type of little attraction. A giant T-rex was there to greet you outside of the entrance/gift shop and i swear to everything in the name of sweets that the little shop was basically just wall-to-wall dinosaur knick-knacks and the like.
after getting a little dino ticket we entered the “Dinosaur Land” or whateverthenamewasbecauseikindofforgotsodontjudgeme. It was just about as big as an acre, but the part that stuck out the most was this long necked dino, which reminded me a lot like Littlefoot’s dad. but anyway there were stairs leading into it’s belly and as you walked into it’s tum-tum, you could only look right and left.
to your left, looked like a cave, or whatever they managed to try and fashion this into, and to your right, was a picture of Jesus with welcome arms.
i’m not saying that the thought of this wasn’t bad by any means. but a dino belly? really?
this isn’t the specified dino, but here’s an idea of what they look like.
what’s your craziest roadside experience? and i’m trying to start doing advice/story telling on my blog. i’ve got some decent stories that might make you laugh. so give me some feed back on my Tumblr page. thanks!
*i’m well aware i didn’t use correct punctuation and grammar, but bare with me because i’m just super tired*
