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Dadosaur wants a piece of cake

Dadosaur wants a piece of cake 7


Dadosaur wants a piece of cake 8

Dadosaur wants a piece of cake




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  1. I want to see the follow up video in ten years of mom asking dadasaur if he wants some of his daughters wedding cake.

  2. Showed my wife this video. She then asked if dadosaur would want to help clean the living room, completely forgetting I have to then destroy it and screech like a Dino. Kids were crying, she was yelling, I was dadosaur.

  3. This could so easily be a video of my father.

    Back when I was a kid, my dad would frequently take to emulating Cookie Monster. I can recall a time that he chased me through the house, all the while bellowing “Me want cuppy-cake! *Me want cuppy-cake!*” at the top of his lungs. (He only stopped when my shrieking laughter made it genuinely hard for me to breathe.) On another occasion, he gave me permission to eat a gargantuan cookie in the same way that I’d see a certain blue Muppet do it… then offered some feedback on my performance.

    “Un-dee un-dee un-dee un!” I had been shouting, whacking the cookie against my mouth.

    My father offered me a mischievous smile. “That’s not quite right, is it, Max?”

    “That’s what Cookie Monster does!” I insisted.

    My dad’s smile grew wider as he held out his hand. “May I have some?”

    Within an instant of me surrendering the requested piece, an immediate transformation came over the man before me: His eyes went wide, his lips stretched into an enormous grin, and his deep, resonant voice filled the room:

    “*COOOOOOKIE!* Scrumptious, delicious, delectable *COOOOOOKIE!*” With enthusiastic motions, he smashed the cookie against his face, sending crumbs flying everywhere. “OM NOM NOM NOM NOM! *COOOOOKIE!*”

    My mother – drawn by the sound of a commotion in the kitchen – walked in at about that moment.

    She just sighed, rolled her eyes, and left the two giggling monsters to their fun.

    **TL;DR: I never had a pet dadosaur, but I did hang out with Cookie Monster.**

  4. I just like how the kids knew EXACTLY how to get their parents going, and it did EXACTLY what we were all hoping for, including the kids.

  5. When I was a little boy, I always wanted to be a dinosaur. I wanted to be a Tyrannosaurus Rex more than anything in the world. I made my arms short and I roamed the backyard, I chased the neighborhood cats, I growled and I roared. Everybody knew me and was afraid of me. And one day my dad said, ‘Bobby, you are 17. It’s time to throw childish things aside,’ and I said, ‘Okay, Pop.’ But he didn’t really say that, he said, ‘Stop being a fucking dinosaur and get a job.

  6. Shes probably pissed because she spent the whole day making that cake for him (maybe not). BUT ITS FUCKING HILARIOUS!

  7. I think the girl’s “noooo” and the face she makes at the camera right before she says dadosaur totally makes it.

  8. This was so much funnier than I expected! I love how it just highlights the relationship between the Dad and his daughters!

  9. Awesome!

    I do the Silly Chicken for my kids (3 and 6). I walk like a chicken with big accentuated steps, wide eyed head bopping and folded arms flapping while screaming “BOOOORK!! BO-BO-BOOOOOOOOORK!!!!”.

    It cracks the kids up but I think my wifes patience is wearing thin. Perhaps because I did in front of her parents.

    Will do it at the supermarket when my daughter hits her teen years.

  10. I rewatched it like 10 times just to see the look on the daughters face right before she triggered her dad. She knew exactly how much her mom hates it haha.

  11. I’m convinced this guy was hypnotized at a hypnosis performance.
    “When i snap my fingers, you will act like a dinosaur when you hear the word ‘dadosaur’!”

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