He waits quietly, patiently. His prey approaches, completely unaware.

He licks his lips in anticipation. The prey moves closer.

Suddenly he pounces! The unsuspecting prey thrashes in his mighty jaws!

Spring: "Leggo of me, you big dumb lug!"

He retreats to his lair, satisfied and victorious as always. He is Nature's top predator. He is invincible.

He is Croc-O-Lyle.