As the snow falls, Ice Gator once again spots the young and tender Barbie, resting after a full day of snow surfing.
"Ahh, how peaceful it is here," she thinks.
Ice Gator approaches quietly, thinking of his Barbie-snack.
Watch out, Barbie! You are being admired.
Closer, closer.....
What's this? Tucked in Barbie's wetsuit was a freezer gun?
Barbie takes deadly aim.
She fires.
"Take that, Ice Gator!" Whoosh! Splat! Whoosh!
"That was a lot of work....
but not as much as it's going to be to get the gun back inside my wetsuit."
If I can only get back to my pool.
I'll get you next time, my pretty!
"Ahh, how peaceful it is here," she thinks.
Ice Gator approaches quietly, thinking of his Barbie-snack.
Watch out, Barbie! You are being admired.
Closer, closer.....
What's this? Tucked in Barbie's wetsuit was a freezer gun?
Barbie takes deadly aim.
She fires.
"Take that, Ice Gator!" Whoosh! Splat! Whoosh!
Drat, I've been iced!
"That was a lot of work....
but not as much as it's going to be to get the gun back inside my wetsuit."
If I can only get back to my pool.
I'll get you next time, my pretty!
Written, produced, directed, and gnawed by Buddy, who didn't get to participate in the adventure this year. No Ice Gators were harmed in the production of this photo essay.
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