It felt like one of those mornings. Groggy and without the usual 4-shot Americano. Tired and reallllly looking forward to my damn coffee. That's all I felt, when I heard that Steve Irwin "tragically" died. It was unfortunate, but was it a shock? Disbelief? Tragic? Didn't we all see it coming?Brave and daring?
....to be playing with dangerous animals a.k.a beasts-of-nature... you're "in for the kill." Why was it such a big deal? It's probably some magic done by P.R. Is the family mourning the death or making money from it?
Crybabies... Get over it. He wasn't a fucking saint or animal-hero. It's. Business.
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