Kevin made fun of my excitement about visiting the gator farm while on vacation. Apparently I may have mentioned it 7 or 80 times prior to our trip. As punishment, he had to stay in the condo while the girls and I traveled deep into the armpit of Alabama to watch alligators eat hot dogs.
Was it as fun as it sounds?
Ummm...Hell Yeah!
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