If being chased up a tree by a monster crocodile or alligator isn't enough of a reason to use heavy weapons, I don't know what is. Twenty-two? Eh. I'd want the satisfaction of blowing him up good. And even after it was raining reptile meat, I still wouldn't come down from the tree for two days, just to make sure.
Lord, what a nightmare. Thanks for reminding me why I don't want to live in Florida.
Really no crocs in Florida. Only gators and they don’t climb.
Now the snakes they climb, and drop into boats from the trees.
That gets your heart goin.