RIP - Steve Irwin

Steve Irwin - the Crocodile Hunter - died today, for real. No bullshitting, no unfounded rumour like when we heard a croc chowed him last year.

Apparently he was filming a doc in the ocean when he was stung by a sting ray in the chest.

Some called him irritating, some call him crazy, but we'll agree that he was damn entertaining.

Someone said it was a pity to die that way. I disagree. He died doing what he loved. He knew the risks. He knew the rewards. He knew what was what. It's almost as cool as kicking the bucket on the 18th.

Farewell, buddy, to the big zoo in the sky! Wipe you feet at the door, no one likes croc poop in the house!

And if you still don't believe me, check it at BBC.