It must be hard out there to be an alligator: You’re on your way home from a tough day at the swamp, yawning with exhaustion and you see a Walmart. “Great!” your gator brain things. “I do need to pick up a few things for dinner and some light bulbs.” But it’s not that easy when you’re a six-foot reptile that tends to scare the pants off any humans you meet. [More]
