So, who the fiddler’s flying fig decided Mars needed alligators? Turns out, it was more accident than nefarious intent, though I would lean towards idiocy. Remember the urban legend from Old New York? How these parents gave their brat an alligator and it ‘escaped’ down the shitter into the sewers? That it must have happened more than once because there’s a veritable congregation of them under the Big Rotten Apple? More myth than fact to the legend, I suspect.