Nobody Flashes Big Crocs
Nobody Flashes
Having grown up in Naples, FL, I think I’ve seen just about every alligator and croc around. My parents told me when I was a kid, NOT to go down to the lake down the street because of the alligators. I, of course, wanted to see them for myself (I was six) so one hot afternoon I went down to that lake, and sat on the bank looking for my first alligator.
After about twenty minutes, which to someone who is six, is an eternity, I saw nothing. I began to think my parents were lying to me. I was getting pretty bored when I noticed that in the water, about 24 feet in front of me, was a pretty silly looking log. And then, I noticed the log sort of…moved.
To say it was probably the second most frightening moment of my life is an understatement. I froze. For a good five minutes I did not even hardly breathe. All I kept thinking was, “I hope he’s not hungry!”
Since he did not come after me, I decided to get up very slowly and BACK away at a snails’ pace. The old guy must have been asleep because he did not have me for lunch.
I never told my mother..in fact, I never told anyone in order to not appear…stupid. But that guy was no match for these. He was only about 12 feet. While people make a big deal about the difference between crocs and alligators, they will both try to eat you if they can. They’re like cousins.
Here’s a croc that a good deal bigger by the boat. That’s the Australian Brutus (that’s his name) who they use as a tourist attraction by feeding him buffalo meat. He does a good job even without the one leg.
The other croc was just captured in the Philippines, 21 feet, and weighs a ton. They are going to use him to attract tourists also. It took 100 men to catch him, and they say…that there is one even bigger that they haven’t caught yet.
So, you can bet that somewhere in the Philippines is a little kid, whose parents have told them NOT to go near that water, who are doing that exact same thing I once did…go looking for it.
Childhood curiosity will almost always outweigh risk that you are too stupid to comprehend….and some people never grow out of it—
Unless of course, you are more afraid of your mother. 
About
I am a nobody. If the different classes of America were color-coded, I would be in the yucky brown, one rung up from the bottom. I grew up in Naples, Florida and live near the Mississippi River now with my husband and two dogs. I am part of the slowly disappearing middle-class. I was a musician most of my life: drummer/singer/keyboards—but I retired before the plastic surgery flu hit. I have no degrees, which could be a good thing…depending on how you view our educational system. I do have three patents…but that really doesn’t make me a somebody. The one thing that is constant in my life is my OPINIONS, which i have more than perhaps even Carl Sagan could have imagined…mostly political. (yes…my ancestors were crabby buggers)
Hopefully other nobody’s will put their opinions on my site. But, if you happen to be a somebody, you’re more than welcomed to help out.
It’s my Nobody Opinion that Nobody’s Perfect, and Nobody Cares, that Nobody Knows why Nobody Wins, and when that happens, Nobody Wonders, why Nobody Flashes, why Nobody’s Fooled, but then Nobody remembers that Nobody ALWAYS Reports the truth.
You can email me at joyanna_adams@yahoo.com
Joyanna Adams
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