Ripley's Believe It or Not by Ripley’s Believe It or Not! for November 14, 2019

An emotional support “pet”. What happens when you take it on a plane and it ends up eating the other people’s emotional support “pet”.

You usually shouldn’t have to worry that your emotional support animal will bite your face off.

What happens when the alligator grows up?

Joie and his alligator should trade names.

Someday wally will get bigger and hungrier.

I’m surprised he didn’t name him Elvis after the one on Miami Vice.

Funny Face once had a flavor called Freckle Face Strawberry.

So a dog wasn’t considered a more appropriate option?

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Joie didn’t get enough attention as a kid.

This emotional support animal thing is getting out of hand. I saw something about someone wanting to register an emotional support flamingo in California.

I have an emotional support tapeworm. When I feel threatened, I expel him like a sea cucumber.

Of course he does.

When are people going to grow a pair and stop being total wimps? People whine and complain constantly. Our ancestors dealt with a hell of a lot more issues and they pulled up their socks and worked with it and moved on.

Next you will hear of someone with an emotional support fruit fly. Anything is possible these days.

That emotional support pet is going to end up living in that Pennsylvania town’s sewer system in a few years! ;o{

if “Joie” flies on the same plane as myself – he may end up with an emotional support handbag – just saying – of course, I shouldn’t talk I guess, I have an emotional support 45 rotfl

If you need any sort of emotional support just consult a good friend. A human. Dogs and cats are cool, but leave them off public transport, please. Those of you who are blind and need your guide dog can’t see this.

I’ll be Joie ends up on a plane with me… or in a coffee shop.

A guy in my neighborhood carries an old basket ball with him everywhere, like in the market or on his daily walk up and down the hill. He greets and remembers everyone he meets as if he was running for office.

I agree with hawgowar. A reptile for emotional support. Ridiculous.

I am my own emotional support creature.

Emotional support hooker?

I often travel with my emotional support tarantula. People tend to give me more space on an airliner.

One person’s emotional support animal is another person’s emotionally disturbing animal. Can you imagine someone having a panic attack being around another’s animal?