Now, if there was ever a need for a comma, this is it. Should we go slow because children are playing or is that just a public service announcement to let us know that slow children are playing?
Mocking didn’t exacerbate the situation; it was the direct cause and effect of the situation. I used to swim with these fellows quite often, even late at night skinny dipping with my chicken hat on, and things always went swimmingly well—and that’s no crock of bull.
But, the one and only time I put my hands to my lips and mocked them with my alligator mouth impression, they got all snappy with me and I had to hightail it out of there, pronto. But, relax; I made it out just fine. Not sure what ever happened to my daughter, Hope and dog, Lucky, though.
And the sign was obviously supposed to read, No swimming y’all! I Gator! No doubt some Florida Gator fan telling Georgia Bulldog fans to scram.