I paid a brief visit to the Arkansas Alligator Farm, which is home to the "Merman." I wouldn't go there for the Merman. It's an obvious fake, especially with the hair. However, if you like alligators, it's got a lot of them.

Unfortunately, alligators start shutting down in November, and when I visited all of them were fast asleep. A few of the young ones would occasionally move a bit, but the larger ones were lost in deep slumber.

The spider monkey there scared the shit out of me, trying to imagine that I'm distantly related to that thing, as it stretched its hands out for the bread in my hand like one of the beggars on the streets of this mean little hole. Supposedly, FDR toured the farm and Bubba toured when he was governor.