Crikey!! He's no more.

In case you haven't heard Steve Irwin, better know as The crocodile Hunter, has been killed. According to what i've read and what i've seen on tv, he was filming a program about the Great Barrier reef when a stingray barb went through his chest and killed him before medical help could arrive. The hardcore SOB even pulled the barb out before losing consciousness.

I seriously didn't know stingrays could kill people. I just thought they stung people and occasionally rayed them. I mean of all the animals he fucked with over the years.. a stingray? Irony is a cruel mistress.

Steve Irwin always seemed like he was hopped up on happy pills but thats the way he was. The man lived with no fear and was trying to make the world a better place. He made a movie, albeit a bad one, and donated all of the money he was suppose to make to wildlife conservation. Thats something to think about.. He put his life on the line to entertain drunk kids like me when i was too sloshed to even change the channel late at night. I now feel kind of guilty for openly rooting for the alligators and crocodiles a few times.
I guess he had it coming.. but a friggin' stingray?? i always thought he would have his testicles chopped by a big ol' mean alleygator or something.. anyways.. just knowing that Steve existed in the world made me feel a little more sane, a little better about myself but now the man who made Crikey! a global term is sleeping with the fishes. Ok, that may have been a poor choice of words considering he was killed by a fish but wateva you get my point. The next time you're enjoying a Fosters pour a little out for your boy Steve.

and make sure you recycle the can when you're finished.

RIP Steve Irwin
(1962-2006)