Is it possible for me to become a pterodactyl?

I dunno, is it? Let’s think about this. But y'know, when I was like 7, my lonely 7-year old butt brain thought it could become friends with a bunch of worms so after a bunch of rain, I dug up a bunch of worms but I thought they were cold so I put them on a big rock in the sun to warm up but then when I came back they had all become dried up worm chips so my attempt at friendship turned into accidental murder but being the good friend I am to my worm friends, I buried them in a corner of the yard and gave them a proper funeral. 

So yea, if I think I can become a pterodactyl then by the gosh darn gods above me, I’ll become one.

Good. Pterodactyl meat is chock full of essential vitamins to keep you healthy like awesomeness and badassness.

No, my diet consists of dreams and a constant stream of approval for my  pterodactyl dream. Without a good balance of both, I will wither away into a pile of poo.

Neither will you.