When I was young, my family would take an annual trip down south. First stop was Georgia to visit the family. Next stop was Myrtle Beach, SC. In between was a state park with a unique feature. Apparently, the alligators were so tame, you could walk up and feed them.

No kidding.

Keep in mind, this was about a hundred years ago. We have footage of it somewhere in the Rucker family archives. Evidence of a warped childhood.