Archie Butterfly ( Peter Profit Website ) does not have much regard for Allan Endresz....
The Alligator Man’s Gone Mad
Sure you are Al, sure you are.
And I’m Cinderella.
The words at the top are those of Alligator Blood’s ‘owner’ Allan Endresz, who as a four time bankrupt can’t own anything at all, but never let the truth get into the way of a con man’s good story.
So now there was fiendish plot where ‘they’ – they did this, they did that, they killed JFK, no they didn’t – staged a car crash on the Gold Coast Motorway in order to cause a 3 hour, 100 kilometre long traffic jam, just so someone employed by ‘them’ could break into the Alligator’s float while it was cruising down a back street short cut that the 2 Dick Van Dyke staff transporting it had diverted it to, dope it with an ovulation drug for mares that just so happens to be a steroid, jump out of the float without being seen, and vanish into the haze.
Allan Endresz gets sillier by the minute.
The next thing you know it will be the Loch Ness monster sticking his long, lithe neck up as the Alligator crosses the Coomera River bridge and giving the gelding a bog tongie while sucking on Regumate drops.
Why do we tolerate these sort of dodgier than the dodger style clowns in racing, and why do we allow them to talk this sort of crap and treat it as if it is serious?
No-one doped the Alligator except its peeps,
Vandyke and/or Endresz and/or one of the two stable girls in the float and/or the stable vet.
The rest is all just Edgar Britt.
And Big Al is full of it.
As Dick Van Dyke is some day soon about to find out when the snake turns around and bites him.
How will it bite him?
When the charade ends and all else fails. Allan Endresz will sue his beloved trainer Dick Van Dyke for millions in lost earnings and all that jazz.
Just wait and see.
All great love affairs between self-possessed egomaniacs end in tears, just ask Cleopatra and Caesar.
This one will too.
Watch this space.