Once upon a time, there was a dino. He was a fierce predator!
But he was quite possibly an outlier because he also loved art.
He usually rode on the back of a sweaty, puffing, cursing chunky woman and used to insist on the top berth while travelling in a train.
He had started his life very one-dimensionally you see. This dino was of the genus Inflatablia Storebroughtous Rex and a vertically-challenged woman had literally breathed life into him and it was to her he went to everytime he was feeling low and wanted some cheerful uplifting.
And she would put her lips together had huff and puff and blow his house down…no wait..that’s another creature altogether.
This was a chubby woman who commanded a lot of air because she could talk and talk and talk without stopping to take a breath.
The dino had a wonderful life. He went to a wedding
rode in cars, went up and down elevators and ultimately when it was time for him to go to the big Jurassic Heaven, he lay down and went to sleep and was back to the one-dimensional state he had started his life in.
There will never be another dino like him ever again.