Nearly True Science Fact: Iguanodons were avid gardeners, and fossilized trowels, sunhats, and watering cans are often found among Iguanodon fossil remains.
It’s true. Ask any paleontologist. You’ll have to get them drunk first, of course, before they’ll violate the strict code of secrecy enacted by their dark and sinister order, so the best course of action would be to take a paleontologist to a bar and buy them as many drinks as they would like. Go on. We’ll wait. - Ursula Vernon
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The pangolin was in no danger of falling off—he’d anchored the rope with a silver spoon, which is one of the seven orthodox ways of roping a star, and the only one that doesn’t require radioactive elements or a live banana slug—but the star’s occasional random twitches were starting to make him a little queasy.
"I don’t suppose you can twitch a little less?" he called up.
"Sorry," said the star, with an apologetic twitch, "can’t help it. My mother was a pulsar." - Ursula Vernon
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God only knows what it means—I certainly don’t. Somewhere in my head there’s this world made entirely of tan concrete, full of gears and archetypal woman. I can’t tell you anything about this woman, I don’t know where she’s going or where she’s from, or why, like some latter-day Justice, she’s wandering around blind with broken swords. I can tell you, however, that the room she’s in is three flights down from the concrete crane, through the second doorway and the museum of dog armor, past a giant mural of a firebreathing avocado, through a locked door that can only be opened by humming the chorus to ‘Billion Dollar Babies.” And really, that’s far more information than you need anyhow. - Ursula Vernon
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Here, for your amusement, a morality tale in one act, like the vanitas paintings of the Renaissance, where a lush still-life of fruit would contain a skull or a fly or something similiar as a reminder of mortality. In this piece, the dragon enjoys the lusciously striped lollipop, and all is right with the world…but below, lurking, the turnip hulks as a grim reminder of the mortality of tooth enamel, a vegetative commandment to Eat Your Veggies, Clean Your Plate and not indulge in too many sweets, a dark and rooty harbinger of dental visits to come.
Or possibly I just have this slight obsession with turnips. But either way. - Ursula Vernon
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Come to the Dragonbreath tour and meet Ursula Vernon!
Danny Dragonbreath can’t breathe fire, but he’ll make you laugh until smoke comes out of your nose. Told in a mix of comic panels and text, this hilarious middle-grade series is perfect for fans of Diary of a Wimpy Kid. Find out more about the DRAGONBREATH series: http://bit.ly/DragonbreathSeries
Connect with Ursula Vernon on Twitter: @UrsulaV
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when kuroinu was like “you better go hit that before i maim you” to trent
and sadrao had to reach behind himself to stop his tail from wagging
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