Swimming Pool-Adapted Crocs Found in Qatar
The discovery of several small communities of crocodiles living on the private swimming pools of Qatar's expatriates has astonished scientists.
Mr. Britexpat, a well-known herpetologist at the London Museum in Lahore, is conducting DNA analysis in hopes of answering this question and to determine whether the adaptations made to live in the swimming pool are strong enough to warrant calling them a new species.
Extinction is always a threat to small, isolated populations, but the swimming pool crocodiles may be luckier than most.
They are revered by expatriates, who protect them from occasional poachers from Industrial Area.
"There's a complete lack of fear of the crocodiles among the expatriates," said Nomerci. "They even swim and wade with them. There are no stories of attacks, even in times of duress."
The expatriates assign a noble, almost mythical value to the crocodiles, and believe if the crocodiles go, the jobs in Qatar will disappear, Mr.TheExiledsaint explained.
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Speaking of Crocs and waterholes..
Two Aussies come across a watering hole and see a guy being eaten by a crocodile, already half-devoured.
"Jesus, Bruce," one turns to the other, "must be one of those trendy rich kids from the city - he's even got a LaCoste sleeping bag!"
I normally take my croc to the waterhole. He does love a Chinese take away on a Thursday ...
Oh Lord, cant stop laughing... ROFL
That damned Dracula, took one of the Crocs and went to the Irish harp trying to get a free drink..
The barman went balistic, bur Dracula explained that he is very well trained. To prove it, Dracula whipped out his Todger and put it in the crocodile's mouth, then he hit the crocodile over the head and after a few good smacks he pulls it out and shows the bar tender,"Look, no marks."
The bartender is still unsure so Dracula asks..."Would anyone else like to try?"
The bar is quiet and a few minutes later a female QLer in the corner stands up and says..."I will, but please don't smack me on the head!"..
Wonder who the woman was ?
hahahahahahaha..blimey...:)
"a pair of crocodile shoes"??? Then Snessy is one of the poachers..:)
ROFL..you guys are hilarious!
That's unusual huh, crocs on a pool?..Well, if that's the case, then Good luck to them.
Mr. Dracula's account brought tears to my eyes - Crocodile Tears ..
I had bought the reptiles not just because of their mystical value , but also because Snessy had asked for a pair of crocodile shoes..
Luckily the crocs are still protected inspite of the character:(
Brit is open to all things; after the Cuban shot putter, he copes with anything :-/
I dont have a Ferarri!
A Cressida will do? :(
I did that because I think they get on well enough to cope with the joke.................................................................. At least I hope they do! x
lol cabbage hehehe nice one
Yep, another family busines...
Rich Millionaire
A rich millionaire called Drac, decides to throw a massive party for his 50th birthday, so during this party he grabs the microphone and he announces to his guests that down in the garden of his mansion he has a swimming pool with two crocodiles in it. 'I will give anything they desire of mine, to the man who swims across that pool.'
So the party continues with no events in the pool, until suddenly, there is a great splash and all the guests of the party run to the pool to see what has happened.
In the pool is a man, called Brit and he is swimming as hard as he can, and the tails come out of the water and the jaws are snapping and this guy just keeps on going and the crocodiles are gaining on him and this guy reaches the end and he gets out of the pool, tired and soaked.
The millionaire, Drac, grabs the microphone and says, 'I am a man of my word, anything of mine I will give, my Ferraris, my house, absolutely anything, for you are the bravest man I have ever seen. So sir what will it be?' the millionaire asks.
Bit grabs the microphone and says, 'Why don't we start with the name of the bastard that pushed me in…thanks Flan!
hahahahahahaaaaaaa
I love them. I feed them daily and give them a back rub in times of stress when the noise from the landcrusiers or ladies in the villas are too loud....
God bless these mighty noble beast of pure heart