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Asking for it with please and a cherry on top.

Yesterday, just before lunch time, I walked into the student lounge here at AIP looking for my running shoes.

Some [redacted by Norm] had Barney playing on the TV. I’m not making that up.


Not “SUIT UP!” Barney.

I love you, you love me, we’re a happy family [gag] Barney.

The purple freak of joy.

The biggest, smelliest [redacted by Norm] of [redacted by Norm] that ever [redacted by Norm] who can [redacted by Norm] for all I care.

I’m beginning to think whoever stole my racing shoes is the same person that shoved the newspaper in my mouth and is the same person that tuned the TV to Barney. Someone is out to get me and I’m betting you a million dead pteryodactlys that his name starts with “Dr.” and ends with “Matt Lamanna.”

It’s on.



  1. Whoa, maybe they will replace your running shoes with Barney Velcro strap shoes! no laces for you!!

    Comment by Dug E. Fresh on April 29, 2009 @ 10:27 am
  2. I have teeth that can crush steel and legs that can stomp trucks, do you really think I need SHOELACES to do damage?



    Comment by Rex on April 29, 2009 @ 6:29 pm
  3. Your new shoes to stomp trucks in:

    Barney Velcro Strap Shoes

    Comment by Dug E. Fresh on April 30, 2009 @ 8:19 am

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