Bone collectors in Lab Coats..and the Whole scene went MAD..

There was a time,

when paleontology was

nothing near a trade..

for white coats and dirty brushes..

No,

back then dinosaur bones,

were just rocks..

Large pebbles in the way

of some man's foot

or another equally big and

inevitable rock

called a tyrannosaurus Rex,

or a triceratops..

or a mammoth..

Then someone got the bright idea

to start digging up

all the skeletons..

and they poked around in there..

where the genes once lived..

and they spliced them with sheep..

and the sheep grew fangs like a saber-tooth..

and attacked a group of paleontologists..

while they were dusting for bones in

a famous museum

where the other rocks could watch..

Serves 'em right..

one man says, as he steps over the bloody pile

of white coats and bristles..

That's what you get when

you dig up ghosts...