Steve Irwin (known to all as the Crocodile Hunter) passed away this past weekend when his heart was punctured by the barb of a stingray he was swimming with.
Normally I’d try and come up with something about the crocodiles of the world lamenting the fact that it wasn’t one of their own that got him in the end… well, I guess I kinda just did.
But what I really wanted to say is that the world will be a little less bat-shit crazy and ballsy now. And that, my friends; is not a good thing.
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