The longer alligator scoffed at his companion.
“See that man on the bench?”
The smaller reptile nodded at the sight of the old Floridian tourist.
“You can have him. The younger ones are always juicier.”
“Just do it!” ordered my grandma.
The gangly teen scribbled on his notepad, walked away, then returned moments later.
“Burned to a crisp”, he said as he threw the hot dog on the table and awkwardly left
Marika had longed to become a marine biologist and to swim with the dolphins.
One day she read on Google that dolphins were notorious for gang rape and random acts of violence.
She lay on the beach dreaming of this, and must have fallen asleep because when she woke she was burned to a crisp.
The sparkling waters rushed over the girl’s toes like diamonds.
She didn’t know why diamonds popped into her head as she was never that materialistic.
Tide was coming in and she wanted to go inside for some lemonade and air conditioning.
The diamonds made her thirsty somehow.