Yet none of that changes the fact that these were basically giant turkeys. Or zebra-turkeys, depending on what tactic the illustrator used to try and make them look less awkward.
Preferred Method of Dispatch: As the geeky fatasses of the late Cretaceous, Therizinosaurs don’t have much going for them in a fight besides those ungainly claws and their ability to fall on you. My advice would be to hurl some rocks at their tiny heads, then run in a zig-zag pattern until they topple over or clothesline themselves on a low-hanging limb.
I suppose not everyone puts on their jeans one leg at a time. In that regard, these guys are studs. Fortunately all the jeans are just a bit large and buttonfly, hence no one ripping a nut. I dig the pogostick and, of course the final scene…a f***ing backflip!
