I gotta begin with an LBI, highly freakafied story that’ll stand your neck hairs a bit on end. It’s also one of those things that’ll stick with you far into the night, if not forever. Just don’t let it overly haunt you because it’s an occurrence rarer than striped bass teeth. For you non-anglers, stripers have no teeth.

Now, onward to a wildlife attack.

At first bite, it’s a tale one would expect to hear taking place in, say, the Dakota Badlands, or, better yet, the teeming jungles of Brazil. Nope.