Prisoner of Pot-bellied gators

As the other fatgatormen surround you, a large gator, clearly their leader, walks up to you.

"You have desecrated our island with your bare feet, human!" he says as two other gators grab you.

"But the pyrots are here too!" you protest

"Yes, but they do not have unscaled feet!" says the chief, holding up his huge flipper and wriggling his toes. "You must pay for your tresspass! Take him with us!

Written by AR

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