You’re the tricera-tops
We should carbon date because our half-life would approach eternity.
Why go for the b-rachiosaurus, when you could go for the D-rachiosaurus.
I couldn’t help but notice that you’re not a b-rachiosaurus, but a DD-rachiosaurus.
I’m hung like an Apatosaurus.
You must be the La Brea tar pits, cuz I want to get my bone stuck in that.
You can dig up my bone any day./It wouldn’t take much digging to get to my bone.
You should come home with me, because I’ll make you dino-sore.
Why don’t we mosey-osaur over to my place?
Are you an angel? Because I’m a dinosaur.