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When I'm In Tears, They Just Laugh!

The Misunderstood Crocodile

The crocodile sighed, a large tear rolling down his snout. He looked over at the tiger, who was lounging in the tall grass.

"You know, Tiger," the crocodile said, his voice heavy. "People really get me wrong when I cry. They even have a saying for it—'crocodile tears.' They think if I’m crying, I’m just faking it or trying to trick them."

The tiger flicked his tail and looked at his friend with big, golden eyes. "That doesn't seem fair," the tiger purred. "Just because you're a tough crocodile doesn't mean you don't have real feelings."

"Exactly!" the crocodile said. "I wish they’d stop looking at the phrase and start looking at me. Sometimes a tear is just a tear, and even a croc needs a little empathy."


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CanzetYote: "The crocodile sighed, a large tear rolling down his snout." I have some questions regarding that scene: 1. What is the crocodile's name? 2. When The crocodile cried, did his tear roll all the way to the tip of his nose as he hung his head? 3. How would the crocodile react if I hugged him and licked that tear rolling down his snout with my tongue? Because every time I read that part, I fantasize licking that tear from the crocodile's snout. 4. On a scale of 1 to 10 with

Story Tell: In this story, let’s call him Clyde. It’s a friendly, classic name that makes him feel more like a neighbor and less like a predator. As Clyde hangs his head in sadness, the tear pools in the corner of his eye before gravity takes over. Because a crocodile's snout is long and slopes downward, the tear would trail slowly along the side of his scales, glistening in the sun, until it reaches the very tip of his nose (his "scute") and hangs there for a moment before finally dropping into the

CanzetYote: Your reply cut off at the "dropping into the" part and trails off. Can you please copy and paste the rest of your message?

Story Tell: I'm sorry. This is the last part of the sentence: "finally dropping into the grass."

CanzetYote: And how would Clyde react if I licked that tear rolling down his snout before it could fall and on a scale of 1 to 10, how salty and how warm would Clyde's tear be?

Story Tell: I think he won't like that. About the tears, it would be much saltier than a human tear—closer to the taste of a drop of clean seawater. It would have a sharp, mineral quality to it.