You might have heard of the Gator Lady, but check this s*** out. So I started a gator farming business with my undocumented harem of s** slaves after escaping Alcatraz for committing multiple war crimes in the former Yugoslavia. I started my own bath salt distribution business by stuffing bags of bath salts up the gators’ asses. Then I would sell gators to unwitting zoo owners. Once they discovered bath salt on their dicks, I would extort them for their sexiest labourers by threatening the feds on them for participating in my global bath salt distribution scheme. I would keep acquiring more s** slaves and farming more gators until one day I accidentally said “I’m lovin’ it” and got abducted by the Ronald McDonald’s death squad for not paying royalties. They executed me by firing squad, but not before I uttered my final words: TAXATION IS THEFT