Curtail Tail-Gators? Holy Croc-a-Mole! 

Second, in a mini-series - Sports and Torts, in shorts…and T-shirts.

An American rite, what a bite! 

"GO have a (Black) cow, why don't ya?!" Better yet, a "Root!" beer float: as none of the "good stuff" allowed in, anymore, let alone outside the gates...given the increase in gate receipts, have to make a decision between the dog and the "suds" even after going through the turnstile...

Inflation, Deflating: An increase in pay-trols, as well as petrol, has added to the categories, that have in turn reduced the joy of what we used to do...in the parking lot...while not even running our engines, not even idling...like they're attempting to put all of us, unplugged, on...idle. Plus, no more of those big blow-ups! as in Oversized 3D Lions and such...take up too much space, air...airspace...

R & R: Both of which represent a dimension of what we used to enjoy, are being hampered by all these new Rules and Regs, which are not only striking a sour chord, but making my....brat worse😠

"Don't amount to a hill of beans!" The arguments vs. allowing tail gators here or there, even chili cookoffs being scrutinized, given all the left-overs...solid, liquid wastes, especially gaseous states...And no more...

Pot-Luck, Plate-to-Pass: That is, after the pot law was passed, placed into law, the MUNCHIES! pretty much took the place of sharing or even caring, what was inhaled...Speaking of stinky "Air"...

All dressed up, no wear to go?

Shoes, socks...go buy Stock X! Sweat socks, even...as long as they're sworn to have been worn by...

"No Crocs, no admittance" Signs of the times...as they're being worn now, inside and out...

 "See ya' later, gator...!" Said the Lion, to da' Bear...

"Just say no!" To the gator haters...