Wet Hot Allosaurus Summer Quotes

And then Stego broke away slowly and stood there looking at her. “Doctor come here for talk? Or love?” he asked, punctuating each sentence with a light stomp of his front leg.

to nearly shoot her like a champagne cork

She’d inherited her mother’s generous breasts and backside, but hard labour had crystallized her curves, made them more severe and striking.

After a couple of weeks of visiting with the dinosaur, Stego seemed like a new dino. A spring in his step and a tune on his lips - well, inasmuch as he had lips. Stego, it seemed, had gotten his groove back.

His eyes were the deep green of oceans she had only imagined in her dreams. His cheekbones looked carved from prehistoric cliffs. His feather ‘do was coiffed in a sexy and hip honky-tonk curl.

Half afraid and half wanting, Tanis let him sniff her neck. His mouth parted and she saw his rows of razor teeth. His breath smelled hot and earthy, like a barbecue.

he didn’t know whether to eat her or take her from behind and make her his mate.

After an age of running, the blasts grew quiet and impotent. She saw her brothers and father fade into even tinier specks. She thought her heart would burst as she curled into the warm and welcoming shoulder of her new love, the love she had observed unnoticed for so long. Was it shock or blood loss or just dawning realization? Her old life was over.

What do I call you? she asked. We don’t really have names, he said, but you can call me Big Al.

Big Al popped her buttons easily with his talons. He tore off her pants like they were made of paper. Tanis had never been naked in front of a man before, never mind a man dinosaur.

She saw colours—the bright reds and ambers of dinosaurs flying at twilight. There were stars behind them, burning hot, swirling in her eyelids. Pain gave way to pleasure. She cried quietly at first and then louder, letting out big wet wails timed to his every movement. He was churning her insides into a soft satisfying butter.

Her arm dangled, dead and grey. There wasn’t any use trying to save it. She knew what to do. She offered her injured arm to his hunger and felt the hot pain of his love as he devoured the whole thing.

He studied to be an electrical engineer and moved north because the tar sands offered him the best salary. He would’ve rather worked in dinosaur-human communications technology, but the money wasn’t there.