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turkey, huh? OK, try to imagine yourself in the Cretaceous [Period. You get your first look at this "six foot turkey" as you enter a clearing. He moves like a bird, lightly, bobbing his head. And you keep still because you think that maybe his visual acuity is based on movement
like T-Rex - he'll lose you if you don't move. But no, not Velocirapist. You stare at him, and he just stares right back. And that's when the
[rape comes. Not from the front, but from behind, from the other two rapists you didn't even know were there. Because Velocirapist's a pack
hunter, you see, he uses coordinated
rape patterns and he is out in force today. And he slashes at you with this... A six-inch retractable phallus. He doesn't bother to bite your jugular
like a lion, say... no no. He pounds at you here, or here...