Reality Shoiw
Look! A gator!
Look Martha, look at that...
She's a beaut!
Golly gee, that gator is heading towards them naked survivors!
Martha, cover the kids eyes
Oh, my, I can't look...
Opened eyed in wonder
Martha, the nekked survivors are safe!
But, but, but, Look! The gators heading towards us!
Martha, save the children! Save the...
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