This must be the third or fourth time in as many weeks that I've dreamed about the house being overrun by crocodiles. Quite terrifying, really. And then I woke up and turned to Wikipedia to assuage my lingering fears, only to run into an article about Gustave. Why has nobody killed this thing?!

I like my monster crocodiles fictional and living in the sewers of Gotham or New York City, thanks.