Crikey!
This is an imaginary conversation I had with myself just now.
Me: I have bad news, the crocodile hunter is dead.
Them: What?
Me: Yeah, Steve Irwin is no longer with us.
Them:NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! How did he die?
Me: The old poisonous stingray barb to the heart.
Them: Well, I guess I should have seen that coming.
Me: True, all too true. That stingray must pay.
Also, I am going to go out and buy "Collision Course" and watch it all day, while weeping. Much like the Croc Hunter after the loss of this gator.
1 comments:
Yeah, dying in your sleep is the best way to go. 'cept for getting stung in the heart by a stingray. ZING!
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