Water Skiing In Alligator Swamp!

I was driving from Baton Rouge, Louisiana to Acadia Parish area yesterday when a lighting bug with off in my head.  I have driven this route many of times but ever since watching Swamp People, Swamp Loggers, and Swamp Big Foot did I realize I went water skiing with the Alligators.  About 25 years ago when I was thin and attractive my best friend from college took me on a boating adventure.  I was to learn how to water ski for the very first time.  Even though I grew up in South Louisiana, nobody in my family had access to a boat.  Nobody in my family ever fished, hunted, or "lived off the land", well if you call growing cucumbers as "living off the land", then we qualified. My best friend's boyfriend drove the boat and we put in somewhere in the Atchafalaya Basin. I just remember, "wow, we are boating under Interstate 10".  My best friend told me it was my turn to get into the murky water and try to learn to water ski. It never occured to me what might be in the murky water, all I could think about was my big thighs in a bathing suit. After they threw me over board, followed by the waterskis, & rope, I was told to get ready to ski.  I straddled the skis at first cuz I couldn't put them on my feet. After they yelled at me a dozen or so times, I attached the skis to my feet, probably backwards because I never could get up out of the water, not even close.... As soon as the boat would start, I would immediately scream..."ARE YA'LL COMING BACK TO GET ME?".... They did eventually come get me 5 hours later, when they got tired of boating and water skiing.  The Alligators never came to chomp on my big thighs, and I lived to tell about it.  The end.