He tore the clothes off poor little Barbie back there.
Ate a princess and left her purple skirt standing right where she was last seen.
Not much left of the gal who had on the blue shoes...just two lonely shoes scattered about.
I hate to think what Cinderella's face looks like, thank goodness he left her face down.
Oh, the devastation a dinosaur can reap upon a castle full of princesses.
(Seriously--sometimes I wonder what goes through my daughter's mind when she's playing princesses).