Alligator
Alligator: a merry troupe of time and space travellers; nay, not even stopping there, but engaging in a decent dose of of inter-speciation, whereby it’s not an unhealthy lust after the primordial, primitive, and/or evolutionarily stable, all that is ancient and dinosaurian, but simply a clever appreciation for a decent reptile. Straight from the muddy waters of your Floridian Everglades. Yes we can kill you. Easily. Plus we’re some pretty tough dudes. I mean look at these pictures….listen to these tunes….You can’t fuck with a mother fucker like that. We tell it like it is. We ate the Mammas for breakfast and the Pappas for dinner. Can’t you see what we’re made of? Alligator skin boots. We were born to break loose…..born to cut moves….to spit hot fire. “The Marine Science Shuffle Mother Fucker.”
