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Originally Posted by Stitchawl
If it was New York City, the alligators got to them first. 
(I wonder if that is really true about the gators?) |
Not that I'm aware of. The full legend is that the gators live on the rats (which the sewers and subways have in plenty), and the rats get eaten because they are too stoned on the white marijuana growing in the sewers as a result of paranoid potheads flushing their stash down the toilets when they think the cops are at the door.
The last I knew, the city gift shop, a block or so from City Hall, had a sweatshirt with a cartoon drawing of an alligator wearing sunglasses looking out from a sewer manhole, and the guy who ran the shop was complaining he couldn't keep it in stock.
Of course, some folks find the rats a challenge. Some years back, there was work under the street in my area, and I overheard one of the workers yelling "I ain't goin' down in the <bleeping> hole! There's <bleeping>
rats down there!
You go down in the mutha-<bleeping> hole!"
And coming back from a visit to a friend on the subway, I encountered a subway station where someone had scrawled
"Deaf rats can't hear you scream" on an electrical junction box. (The rats living in the subway are supposedly deaf from exposure to the racket made by the subway cars.)
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Dennis