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dinosaur poo all wrapped up

By Mike Bijon

Dinosaur poo bookends, yeah for coproliteWeblog Sin Pies has neither the feet for news nor a long history of people finding us by searching for “dinosaur poo.” Nevertheless, I plan to extend that history a bit longer. Tragically, welcome to complete coverage of dinosaur poo on the net.

Dinosaur poo, I dub thee coprolite:
What’s in a name? In this case I don’t care about the name so much as what’s in that lump of coprolite, the scientific and polite society name for dinosaur poop.

Even better than just finding out the fancy scientific name for coprolite is dinosaur poo … or vice versa, is knowing that you can own a bit of history and buy dinosaur poo knick-knacks. What better way than a real dinosaur fossil, even if it is poop, to show your spoiled niece or nephew you care on their next birthday. And their parents will surely be thrilled to know that pretty, gift-wrapped package sitting next to the birthday cake and ice cream is a little, old lump of dino poo paperweight or big, old lump of dino poo bookends.

Lump of poo or not, it’s good to celebrate history and a Cambridgeshire village in Great Britain is doing just that. They have erected a 5-foot-tall bronze dinosaur poo sculpture — though they may be making as much history as they’re remembering. Even if Mom and Dad won’t fly you to Great Britain to see the dinosaur poo statue or allow any of that “dirty old stuff” to sit on your bookshelf, don’t fear. It’s still possible to get your picture taken holding a lump of dinosaur poo at the Science and Adventure Park, in Canada just a bit west of Maine.

Comments (3) to “dinosaur poo all wrapped up”

  1. I’m a Dinosaur.

    I have an unlimited supply of what you seek. Unless I eat some bad shrimp, then it becomes unusable.

  2. […] dino poo, but this article, Tyrannosaurus Sex, is all about another private dinosaur activity. The title alone is so good, I don’t want to bore you with the speculatiion that comprises most of the article. No one really knows how dinosaurs got busy, you see, but at least the fine folks over at Cosmos Magazine are asking the tough questions: How did spiny stegosaurs mate without stabbing each other to death? And where did Tyranosaurus rex stow his crown jewels - or did he let it all hang out? […]

  3. […] Hey, dinosaur poo has been a staple around here for a while, so it’s good to see Ryan North over at Dinosaur Comics tackle an issue that’s dear to our hearts. […]

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