Gators

FoxNews just interviewed a lady in Florida about the Alligator she found in her bathroom. During the interview they showed photos of the gator in front of her commode. He/she appeared to be about four feet long from tip of nose to tip of tail.
How the gator got into the house, let alone into her bathroom, I don't know.

But I was reminded of an incident from my past-
From 1970 until late '72 I was a Flight Commander in Savannah, Georgia, in charge of 15 Huey Flight Instructors who were teaching Vietnamese Air Cadets to fly. One of those instructors was a guy named Gil C., a "good 'ol boy" from North Carolina. Gil was exactly the sort of guy you wanted to drink beer with...
Happy. Ready for any adventure. Full of stories.

One Monday morning Gil came to work grinning like a possum eating briars. It was obvious Gil wanted the rest of us to ask why he was smiling.
A little background:
On the fourth hole of the Golf Course at Hunter Army Airfield there was a water hazard. An alligator about four feet in length resided at that water hazard. Apparently the caretakers of the course kept this gator well-fed, 'cause he spent most of his time on the water's bank, sunbathing.
Gil was an avid golfer.

So in answer to Gil's grin, we bit:
"Okay, what's goin' on? Why the big grin?"

"You know how they show on TV that if you roll a Gator onto its back and rub its belly it'll go to sleep? It's true!"

"Ohhhhkay.
That's good to know, Gil!"