Sundays are for Digestion

...........uuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrp. 

Chomp, chomp.. 

Chomp.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Let me get that thing stuck between those bicuspids.........

49 to zip so far

Where are we? If you are a true Gator, you'll know this spot.

Jeeze oweeze......slaughter.
The Gator ate!
That is all. For now.