Yeah, big gator.
But you know what my first thought is? Stupid redneck idiot assholes want to kill one of what is only a few any more. I know they are there in the river bottoms and the like, but there aren't enough of them that you get to see them often, like in Florida. I think it’s sad. I’ve lived there for how long? About 24 years or so. And I’d never seen one until the dead one I saw on the side of the road when I was teaching at Cayuga. (I was nearly thirty by that time).
Let's be honest -- Mr. James doesn’t care that alligators can be a menace to the people who live around the area. He only cares that he now has a great big gator body to do an idiot thing like HAVE STUFFED. So he can decorate with it? That's what it says, right?
Pathetic. And stupid.
Maybe he should spend more time studying interior design and less crawling around on his belly out in the underbrush. We (and the alligators) would all be better off.
- amberjane
- On the Road, But at Home in Texas, United States
- I'm a 30-ish woman who lives her life on the road, is obsessed with something new every week, and loves coffee more than life itself (at least at 4am). I have an old house that needs to be completely renovated, two adorable nieces whom I love "the sky and the beach," and dreams that change from day to day. Let me tell you about them...
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
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