This fucker, Steve Irwin/"Crocodile Hunter" was fucking crazy. I mean, he knew his shit when it come to animals (species/family/reptile/amphibian/mammal/ etc..) But, I guess he "MUCKED" with one too many animals. He wouldn't leave any animal alone. He would always go prodding and "fuck with" anything from birds to lizards to snakes to crocodiles to sting rays to whatever... Anyway, I thought he would get seriously injured by an animal, but never die. My condolonsces to his wife, Terri, and kids, Bindi Sue & Bob. As an aside, I think ledmag and I talked to rebirth (from Australia) and he said he knew some people that knew Steve Irwin and they said he was "a big pothead/loves to smoke reefer." No disrespect. Steve Irwin R.I.P.