Sunday, February 19

gatorland!!!!!

alligators?
yup.
crocodiles?
you betcha.
molto tortugas?
si.
snakes?
of course.
weird fish?
yeah.
is gatorland the most expert sh!t
you have ever even heard about?
probably,
unless you're clearly a butthole.
how can you top vegan brunch?
watching half chickens get tossed to
hungry crocodilian dinomonsters, obviously!!!
gatorland!!
duders,
that place is the hot fire for my face!!
tank after tank of brutally lazy giant reptiles,
a whole bunch of whom are missing body parts.
yuuuuuuuuuuuup!
nature wins,
because it does what it does even in captivity.
these mutha-uckers have bitten the bejeezus
out of a whole holy messload of 'necktard wrasslers.
c'mon.
that's what's up.
take a teleportational peek at what i'm speakin' on:
like i already told you, neighbors-
EXPERT.
how about this guy?
nooooope.
he's NOT an albino, sucka.
he's got leucism.
that's some blue-eyed aryan business, i think.
awwwwwww, man.
that's racist, and during B.H.M. at that.
bummer.
but he did have his own tank.
then again,
so did this dog-eating, man-biting battle beast:
yeah!!!
death-dealing dino-dopeness, duders.
they GOT they.
we got our socks rocked right the F* off, kids.
sunday in the south,
to eleven;
never quiet, never soft.....

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