A review by naughty_librarian
The Dinosaur that Pooped Christmas by Tom Fletcher, Dougie Poynter

4.0

Look, I know that kids' humor tends to be more... scatological... than adults', but does this book need to exist? I find myself conflicted on the answer to that question. On the one hand, Danny is a horrible little boy, so greedy for presents that Santa gives him a dinosaur, which in turn eats Danny's entire family, including the cat, the dog, grandma and her knitting, and Danny's parents, and then Danny's whole house. Upon surveying the hellscape his greed hath wrought, Danny experiences a change of heart, comprehending the true meaning of Christmas. So, yay? It's not a spoiler (since it's the title) that the dinosaur then proceeds to poop out whole everything it just ate, like me after eating spicy Indian food. Then, as proper penance, Christmas must then be washed before enjoyed. A horrifying tale, but, on the other hand, also quite hilarious, and I found myself laughing and having to share it with other adults. So, indeed, this book SHOULD exist. Imagine my surprise when I discovered that Tom Fletcher has made a whole career out of dinosaurs pooping out various things, from planets to the more abstract concept of pooping the past. Good for him!