Seth threw the empty can onto the bottom of the boat and took another beer from the cooler. “You ready for another yet?” he asked. “No. Too much beer would make me pee in my britches.” “Shoot, if that’s your only problem, have another. You can always hang it over the side of the boat and let go. Who’s going to see you out here in the swamp in black dark?” “The alligator might see me and think it was a snake. Then I would be in great trouble.”
