Alligator Dentists

Strapped down on a table in the middle of the tent, Albert moans in agony, flexing his flippers, as Carla yanks at a few teeth. You and Fred hold a flipper each. A rod holds his jaws open for safety reasons.

Finally, Carla holds a pair of teeth triumphantly. "Please, Carla?" asks Fred "I'm really sorry, and I have learnt my lesson."

Written by AR

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