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It's the late crunchiest period when the world was dominated by the juiciest and

freshest creatures ever to rule the planet, the mighty Vegasaurs.

With a top speed of 50 kilometers per hour and the weight of a small car, when

a young Tricarotops decides to butt heads, it's best to get out of the way.

But even ginger is no match for nectar fossilized in amber.

When we get this open, you have got to try it.

Encased in hardened tree sap, fossilized nectar gains complexity and

concentration over time, making it the yummiest snack in all of Vegisaur

Valley.

But it's a snack that's rarely enjoyed.

The older the sap, the harder it is to crack.

Most vegesaurs would just give up. But ginger and the young perexes are not

most vegesaurs.

We need someone bigger and stronger.

At a hefty 50 tons, the Broccosaurus weighs roughly the same as three buses.

Yes. Easily annoyed?

Yes. Big and strong?

Oh, yes.

It's the one for the job.

Okay, here we go.

A Pineapplesaurus.

Deeply territorial, its sweet, juicy insides are protected by rock-hard

scales.

Sensing a threat to its domain, the creature rises to the channel.

Its running headbutt would be like being hit by a speeding train.

Whoa.

That train needed an extra carriage.

We're not giving up yet.

Yay!

The majestic Coconut Don. The lanky limbs of this graceful giant supports a

rock-hard and heavy shell.

After a day in the hot spring, the coconut dawn is full of warm milk and

sleep is not far off. Go to sleep.

Sleepy time.

Go to sleep.

Sleepy time.

Go to sleep.

the leftovers, if there are any.

That's okay.

We weren't hungry, really.