Nitro Triceratops!

Hunter and I have bandied the idea of starting a t-shirt company about. This is one of my very early ideas for a shirt. I rather like its inventiveness. Could use some cleanup on the triceratops I think. But it's suitably wacky, fun, and colorful.

RAAAAAAWN!

Like many businesses the Press has a secretary in the front office. Often she has to come on the loud speaker to tell people they have phone calls, or packages, or whatever. But Charlotte's delivery is this awful screech that seems to come from an antediluvian time! Ron always dreaded hearing his name on the loudspeaker, "RAAAAWN!" He always felt like he was going to be dinner for pterodactyl babies! I don't blame him, that sound probably haunted his dreams.