All my haters become aligators when I activate my gatorinator.
you laugh now, but when my gatorinator is ready, it’s all over
ALT
update:
transmogrifying my haters into an animal that is known for something called the “death roll” has backfired in a manner no one could have forecasted
Having taken stock of the situation, it’s not as bad as I originally thought. It’s not like these crocodilians are an urgent problem, much less a representation of my own mortality. There’s no ticking clock here.