GATOR IS MISSING!
Update: Gator was found after missing for two days.

Gator disappeared on April 1, 2006:
The following web page and information was posted by the webmaster, after an interview with Mrs. Gator.

I woke up early Saturday morning, April 1st, 2006 to find my husband, Gator, missing. It was a cool typically damp Michigan morning with many clouds filling the sky. I could see the hollow still left in his pillow where Gator's head had rested during the night. Our dog, Buffy was still in our bedroom, but seemed agitated as she scratched at the door, eager to get out. Gator's truck was still parked in the garage next to the barn. My Buick was still in the garage, with the door closed. I called our daughters but they had not been in contact with their dad for several days. There was no other choice but to contact the local police department. They told me it was required to wait 72 hours before filing a missing person report.
I called our daughters at their homes and they both came over with their children to begin a search for Gator in the fields behind our house. We thought that Gator may have went for a morning walk and become lost in the woods behind the house. I had feared that Gator may have taken his ultra light airplane out for a morning flight. My fears were confirmed. Three miles behind our house, at the edge of a thickly wooded area, my daughter L. found her dad's airplane. To our joy, it was not damaged, but safely landed at the edge of a grassy field. There was no sign of Gator. However, we did find Gator's digital camera and recovered five images from it. Here are the images:

	It is quite apparent that Gator took this picture from about 3,000 feet while flying the ultra-light airplane. The crop circle was not visible from the ground, although we made a thorough search of the area where we found Gator's Camera.
This picture to the right is more defined, with a strange craft at the edge of the circle. We don't know if the craft created the circle or not. The line at the top of the circle could be a road or two-track path through the field.
	This picture apparently was taken with Gator's zoom lens. There is a definite break between the circle and the edge of the woodlands. The blue object is not defined in the picture.
The Picture to the right is more defined, the outline of the circle is clearly oval shaped. The strange vehicle appears to be dwarfed by the creature beside it.
	This is the last photograph which was retrieved from Gator's camera. It could be speculated that Gator was either abducted, or went willingly with this creature to wherever it originated. Gator clearly expected to be returned to his home or the field, but there is no evidence of his presence. If you find Gator, please tell him his wife and daughters miss him and need him. -Mrs. Gator

Gator's story:

I don't remember anything after seeing the red creature in the tall grass. Two days after my wife said I disappeared, She found me eating a chicken sandwich at McDonalds restaurant about five miles from our home. She brought me home and my life's memories returned almost immediately. I called my daughters to tell them I was well and they came to my home for a reunion. Although my legs and feet were sore, I have no memories of being poked, probed (ouch!) interviewed, tested, scanned, or in anyway abused by Aliens. I suspect what really happened was this: I was abducted by Ronald McDonald and his flying hamburger. After traveling the solar system, he dropped me off at the local McDonald's restaurant to get something to eat. I wish to express thanks for all of you who were concerned about my welfare and especially to those below who wrote to my wife offering encouragement.
-Gator

They must have captured him, To clean up his mind....LOL.... Or maybe he IS really One of the 144,000 & he has gone to help rule.... OH NO GOD we are really going to go through tribulation NOW!!!!!! ROTFL

Dear Mrs. Gator;
Don't worry about the missing Gator-it is probably the best thing that has happened to you in years. If I were you I'd post a reward for the non-return.

Abducted by Zobulens, your husband wasn't a Gumby look alike was he? If he looked anything like Gumby, he's already become a sex-slave on an intergalactic cruiser.

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Gator, :)
If I didn't have a hard time typing do to pain in my right hand, my only working hand, , I would go along playfully with this wild April Fools fantasy, creative though it is, what really gives it a way is that the red Glagla people from Glaglator never make the crop circles. They feel it is beneath their dignity to use their valuable time in such an out dated way. They leave that job to the 'kids' from Lyra and other local star systems. So, good try but no cigar. Oh and one more detail, Their ships, they aren't red, they don't have wheels and they have been bell shaped since the end of the last galactic war, millennia's ago. Also, since all their advances in genetics, their arms and legs are jointed. They have humanoid type elbows and knees. I know you and Mr. Gator wouldn't deliberately insult such a mighty race of beings. Who knows what repercussions their might come from such a thoughtless act?! So, okay, Gator, come out, come out, wherever you are.

The only problem I see at this point, Mrs. Gator, is where did you bury his body?

Dear Mrs. Gator,

That was hilarious. Hope you find Gator soon. Will miss his Gator jokes every day.

You are one sick puppy. I got nothing else to say.

Have you checked the local Jack In the Box in your area? They are well known alien detention centers as well as cloning labs for the JWs who are the alien's human slaves. If you find poor Gator there it may be too late! CHECK HIS EYES! IF HE HAS THAT VACANT JW STARE YOU MUST DEPROGRAM HIM AND REMOVE THE SURGICALLY IMPLANTED BOOK BAG FROM HIS HAND AND TAKE THE I POD AWAY THAT PLAYS ENDLESS LOOPS OF KINGDOM MELODIES. HE IS A DANGER TO HIMSELF AND OTHERS. I personally wish you the best in this time of anguish.

He is there folks. This is simply Gator in the buff which now explains the way he is sometimes.

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