Huntley Snagglefang was just an ordinary crocodile, but even at a tender age he knew he was destined for infamy. Then suddenly, a one-in-a-billion happenstance would reveal his future. He would become the fiend whose oat-based calling card would baffle police for years, earning him the nickname “The Cereal Killer.”
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The best thing about baby crocagators is that they make laser noises.
That would be so cool.
Oh Mike!!! 🤣🤣🤣
Seriously! That was the laugh I needed. 😂
Darling little crocagator.
Peeps, I’m very down this week. Much pain. Little Duckie sick. And on Tuesday, hubby took me to see a new duck nest at his job, and we arrived just in time to see a flock of crows fly away after destroying the nest and the eggs. Mother duck just stood beside the nest, stunned, and I cried.
Oh, Duckie 😢
Sending you hugs.
I’m so sorry Duckie about all the troubles right now. Nature can be very cruel sometimes.
I’m so sorry – for all the Duckies.
Oh my goodness. So sorry to hear about your troubles! Very painful. 💕 Hugs to both Duckies.
Oh lor, so sorry for your pain, multiple.
Hope little Duckies better.
That’s so sad 😭
Cheerio, mate!
Oh, Duckie, what a nightmare! I hope you and Little Duckie can comfort each other.
Otherwise, I didn’t think I’d be saying “awwww” about a croc today!
This croc (or what ever reptile it is) is AWWWW-some. The lil Cheerios on his lil head is just too, too cute. And yes, you are a fierce cereal killer, he haz a ROAR.
Plus Mike’s name gave me a good giggle.
Huntley Snagglefang is the cutest little fearsome critter I ever did see!
Duckie, I’m sorry for your pain, physical and emotional. Bibi sends you and Little Duckie and your hubby healing puppy kisses.