We hunt 'em here. Ain't nothin' like a bunch of road gator hunters out on a frosty autumn mornin' a-blastin' away at new hatched road gators with their thurty-thurtys! Ol' Clem got one last Fall that purt near rared up an et a Caddylack Eskalad. Good thing Clem got his shot in! Thing plumb wrecked its birthin' truck, tho. Spilled five thousand gallons of hidroflurik asid all over I-15. Etched windders fer miles around.