BE KIND TO THE ALLIGATOR!
We went for a school trip to the local zoo when I was stationed in the Midwest. I can't say the name of the base, cause once you get On It, you can't get Off It.
Anyway there is a world class zoo nearby, with a lot of money from Mutual of Omaha, but I can't say where the zoo is, because they may get upset about what I'm about to tell you.
Anyway, we had a bunch of eager 12 and 13 year olds, and as we were going through the entrance, each kid wanted a bag of peanuts. So we bought a bunch of bags of peanuts and headed out to see the zoo.
Soon we came to a nice concrete pond, and in it was an alligator, who just layed in his small pond and watched the people go by, day in, day out.
Now the 12 year boys, being boys, started throwing peanuts at the alligator, trying to hit him on his nose.
"Bobby! Hit him in the nose!", said Jack.
"Come on Anderson, you can't hit nothing!", said Frank.
But the alligator just lay there, calm and peaceful, with peanuts bouncing off his head, and wrote down their names.
'Cause he knew, maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but some day... some day... the caretaker who cleaned out the pond would one day forget to lock the gate.
Then he'd get out, go to the nearest phone booth and look up their names to see where the little boys lived.
Then, ... Then... Then he'd get even.
We went for a school trip to the local zoo when I was stationed in the Midwest. I can't say the name of the base, cause once you get On It, you can't get Off It.
Anyway there is a world class zoo nearby, with a lot of money from Mutual of Omaha, but I can't say where the zoo is, because they may get upset about what I'm about to tell you.
Anyway, we had a bunch of eager 12 and 13 year olds, and as we were going through the entrance, each kid wanted a bag of peanuts. So we bought a bunch of bags of peanuts and headed out to see the zoo.
Soon we came to a nice concrete pond, and in it was an alligator, who just layed in his small pond and watched the people go by, day in, day out.
Now the 12 year boys, being boys, started throwing peanuts at the alligator, trying to hit him on his nose.
"Bobby! Hit him in the nose!", said Jack.
"Come on Anderson, you can't hit nothing!", said Frank.
But the alligator just lay there, calm and peaceful, with peanuts bouncing off his head, and wrote down their names.
'Cause he knew, maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but some day... some day... the caretaker who cleaned out the pond would one day forget to lock the gate.
Then he'd get out, go to the nearest phone booth and look up their names to see where the little boys lived.
Then, ... Then... Then he'd get even.
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