I may have a face for radio, but you, sir, have a brain for television.
"The essence of true wilderness is big mammals that can eat you."--Edward AbbeyClose enough. I'll miss you Steve Irwin.
Wow! What a way to die...I guess he went out with his boots (fins) on.
I know. I'M FREAKING OUT!!! I loved him. It's so wierd...but when I read about it this morning...it really made me sad and I don't even know the guy.
Ooh snap, chuckles. Sorry. My post today was a bit dismissive -- thirty lashes with a wet noodle.Anyway, what a bizarre way to go. I mean, all the poisonous snakes and crocodiles and such, and he gets done in by a stingray! I've fished for them before in the Bay (good eatin'.) People get stung all the time -- usually waders or fishermen, and the wounds end up on the lower legs. The wounds are almost never fatal. Just how the hell do you get a barb in your chest???
It was underneath him. Bizarre. He died as he lived, though. There isn't much better than that.
I agree, Chuckles. A shame he went so young, and I feel for his wife and kids, but he was doing what he loved.
The Motivational Posters thread on RPG.net has a whole mess of posters on Steve's death (pages 630-634) and I am actually getting choked up.He was a kind of a clown and I haven't seen one of his shows in years, but I watched them every chance I could until the summer of 2004, when I moved out of my free cable apartment. I even own the 50 minute Biography of Irwin video. What a guy.
I'm sitting here watching Miami Ink. Some skeezy Florida white trash is getting a portrait of his brother, who died in a drunk driving accident, tattooed on his flabby torso.Can someone please send an alligator to eat me?
BAD PUN ALERTYou want someone to send an alligator to gulp your croc?BAD PUN OVER
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