We know you love him, sweetheart. We love him, too. But we should’ve known things would end up like this when he followed you home. The city is no place for a dinosaur to live. A creature like that needs wide-open space with plenty of room to romp and plenty of ferns to munch on. We should’ve taken him right to the pound. We’re just lucky all poor Fido got was a scare and a shock. But we’ve got to find him a better home before his long neck gets tangled up in something worse. Next time, it might be a helicopter.

This shirt was designed by: Brian Walline. Why is he naked from the waist up? Because dinosaurs ate his shirt.

Wear this shirt: to remind your brontosaurus friends to keep an eye out for power lines.

Don’t wear this shirt: to advance your “electricity killed the dinosaurs” theory, or your “capital punishment for dinosaurs!” campaign, or your “power lines are a Communist plot” position, or any other flotsam rattling around in that cracked pot you call a brain.

This shirt tells the world: “Now that’s what I call high voltage! Like, because the power lines are up high! Get it? Get it?”

We call this color: Baby BluZZZZZT.

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