They said that it was too "dangerous" to have explosives near small children, and that somebody might "get hurt" or that the parents would sue them for "dangerous" devices near the children.
Sue them for discriminating against people with volatile personalities.
At first I just discarded the whole thing, but then Sweets talked me into it. Turns out it can actually generate funds if you get enough orders on it, and you could also staff it, have people managing the orders and the likes. And since I can’t win arguments against girls, I ended up making the “Stegosaurus Steakhouse” despite the fact that I’d never be able to taste-test my own food.
It was while talking to Sweets that I also discussed the possibility of some way to distinguish original Jurassic hub users from newcomers, publicity hanger-ons. She came up with idea of a badge. Users could make badges on here, and distribute them. Users could accept or decline them.
Furperson designed one for us in a heartbeat, a little shirt button that said “I was Jurassic before it was cool.” He also made me one that said “I made Jurassic cool,” which I tried to decline, but yet again, Sweets used her persuasive powers, and I went under.
She passed it out to twenty or so users, and I opened my restaurant to applications. I hired on Boomer as co-owner, Sweets as waiter, and a bunch of other users. We were open for business by that night. It remained dead except for staff, but still, we had fun joking around the place. Somebody managed to set the restaurant on fire, and we spent an hour flooding it before I realized I had a reset button that brought the place back to normal.
It was also during that day that I received a friend request from wolfasa. The name rang a bell. I knew that username! He was on the leaderboard! The big board!
I looked him up to confirm that yes, he was 21st highest user of all time, with XP in the 35,000,000 range. I quickly ran my mouse over his request, prepared to accept. But then I thought about it. What was I going to say? Why was I accepting his friend request, yet ignoring others? Why was he my “friend”?
I turned down my first top 100 friend request that day.
Wait! My name! I must go back and reread everything to make sure i didn't miss something! (Great work!)
Yes, sir, you got a mention. And technically every time I mention the JW gang, you're included.
Oh, is it out? Well tell me how it was then. YES! PLUS!! I call dibs on…..shotgun.
It was amazingness and epicness brewed to pure perfection, spiced with immaculate action and adventure. *hands you one* I hope you CON aim.
Dr. Merry Mayhem D.B. (Doctor of ballistics) here kiddies!!!!! Remember kids you don't need to aim a shotgun, you just point in the general direction and squeeze the trigger a lot!!!!!!
Ah. Did anyone get scared? I can at least a bit. But I think you know that's not what I meant. XD
Nope, but somehow I got my fingernails trimmed while I was in there. Howabout after you pull the trigger? In this vehicle, shotgun means shotgun.
Hmmmmm, strange isn't it. Okay. I would want my pistol to buck less and my rifle to shoot straighter and have a better scope to compensate my near sightedness. But they wern't my guns so ahwell, I could be far better though. Fine then, I get the passenger seat with a shotgun.
*Modwatch's inbuilt lie detector flashes red.* 
*hands you one* I hope you CON aim. 
