The alligators are biting me!

This morning we went swimming with friends. We were just about to head out the door to meet them when Cason started messing around with the back of his swim trunks. He started freaking out a bit and said "the alligators are biting me!" I checked the inside of his waistline and noticed that one side of the tag of his swim trunks had come unsewed and was poking him so I cut the whole tag off. Apparently tag poking = alligators biting.