I got “jumping crocodiles” from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. The original, not that creepy one with Johnny Depp. “Jumping crocodiles, Charlie!” Grandpa Joe exclaims before he proceeds to jump out of his bed ridden state and dance around because… Chocolate.
I can relate, Grandpa Joe. Me too. I get it. Go chocolate.
There is an actual jumping crocodiles cruise in Australia and it actually looks like a good time. The only reason I know about it is because after I published my first post, I googled “jumping crocodiles” half hoping, half dreading my first blog post would show up.
Who am I, you didn’t ask? Well, I am just a 27 year old girl trying her chops at writing. I figure if I want to be a badass writer like Augusten Burroughs or Gillian Flynn, I had better start writing!
Fun fact: I despise train horns 🚆