unwound

I find myself in a dark, abandoned warehouse complete with some stacked pallets, old crates, and a few barrels along the walls. There's the cliche' water dripping from the upper story down onto the cracked concrete floor.
I turn on a light switch, but insead of light, there's a grinding mechanical sound.
I turn off the switch and walk towards an open doorway to see a busy film crew in the next room. I notice I'm now wearing an old English safari outfit as the director calls to me and says "we're ready for your scene". Apparantly, I was the star of a commercial for a new childrens game.
The game being promoted was called "Snappy Croc", where the players each take a turn at trying to remove the teeth from a football sized, battery-operated crocodile head. As the player gets a tooth, they put it in the "possum pouch" - a fake fur bag. If you're too slow, the jaws clamp down gently, the motion stops, and a buzzer goes off. The player who removes the most teeth without getting "bitten" wins.
So a prop guy calls me over to this 15 foot purple plastic crocodile and tells me to get on. I climb aboard and ask how to start it up. Looking down at what I assumed was an animatronic crocodile, I could see the dark greenish skin of a real crocodile underneath the purple plastic links that made up the outer skin. It vibrated powerfully as it emitted a loud, low pitched growl. I looked up and said "Uh, I don't think I want to do this".