This Aussie bloke, who is known to the world as "the crocodile hunter" died yesterday. A stingray's barb had pierced him through the chest, near his heart. Least to say, the bloke didn't make it.
Not to sound mean or some anti-pro-life-, bascially lack-of-any-basic-human-compassion bitch, but he should have seen it coming.
Sure he didn't deserve to die this way. But if you had seen just ten minutes of his program, you would agree with me. The bugger would prode, poke, man-handle some poor innocent creature that is happily resting. And for tv rating's sake, the poor creature would be some venomous/fierce/has jaws and teeth that will crush you to bits/could sit on you and kill you just in an instant.
I mean those are tools that nature has given these animals to protect themselves. If your backside is itchy, and decide to test the boundaries with Herr Grimm, then you sure got to be prepared that there is a high possibility that you may just die at the mercy of these animals.
Sure, some people say he is young, has a wife has a kid. Well then I sure hope he had insurance, course it is just plain stupidity to have done what he did.
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