In a cave, on the island of Prehistoria, lives an egg from the dawn of time. Prehistoregg has never met any other eggs, so as far as he’s concerned…he’s the only one around. He doesn’t like photographers. This is why in this photo he’s assumed a combative posture when confronted by the daring photographer who took this photo.
Prehistoregg hates to get wet…but unfortunately loves the water. As you well know eggs are extremely sensitive to heat, and every time he gets wet he gets cold. So he just stands and shivers till he dries off.
Prehistoregg Doesn’t have many friends to speak of...However one of his closest and dearest friends is the Giraffadon. Whenever Prehistoregg is in need of a little adventure, or perhaps a higher vantage point, the Giraffadon is always there to lend a helping hand.
The land whale, a rare breed. It travels from island to island eating the ever-expanding coastline. Sometimes it inadvertently eats an unrespecting beach goer. Due to being one of the longest living creatures in the sea, especially old land whales often for beards made of choral. The one depicted in this image is one of the oldest ever seen.
After being swallowed by the land whale, Prehistoregg sat…somewhat bewildered at his strange predicament. It was daytime. He could tell this by the warm glow coming from the walls of the whales stomach. Not knowing what to do, he blankly stared forward.
At night, the land whales uvula glows a gentle green. It’s a nice warm light which always seems to lull Prehistoregg into a deep sleep.
After a period of time in the belly of the land whale, Prehistoregg decided to start scratching lines in the chunk of coast line he now found himself. He wasn’t really sure how many days it had been…but thought 5 looked really nice in the sand.