Man he lived life on the edge. R.I.P.

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Their stinger is a razor-sharp, barbed or serrated cartilaginous spine which grows from the ray's whip-like tail (like a fingernail). It is coated with a toxic venom. This gives them their common name of stingrays, but that name can also be used to refer to any poisonous ray. Dasyatids do not attack aggressively, or even actively defend themselves. When threatened their primary reaction is to swim away. However, when they are attacked by predators or stepped on, the barbed stinger in their tail is mechanically whipped up,

I would have never guessed something other than a croc would have done him in.

sad day indeed.

tribute to Irwin:





now for real shit

How ironic. Killed by the very same animals that he so taunted. Let this be a lesson to everyone. No matter how much you love mother nature, mother nature will never love you. That's right. Mother nature will conceive you beside a dumpster behind Burger King, give birth to you inside a dumpster behind In & Out Burger, then trade you for a day's worth of heroin and Big Macs on the black market. Then one day in your early 20's, as you sit in your rocking chair with no arms or legs or genitalia, the private investigator you hired knocks on your door and informs you of the story of how you came to look the way you are today. The next thing you know you're floating at the surface of the water on Wallabie beach with a fucking 12-inch spike through your chest. WHY MOTHER NATURE WHY? HE JUST WANTED TO BE A NORMAL BOY! IT WASN'T HIS TIME YET!!

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Originally posted by strik3r How ironic. Killed by the very same animals that he so taunted. Let this be a lesson to everyone. No matter how much you love mother nature, mother nature will never love you. That's right. Mother nature will conceive you beside a dumpster behind Burger King, give birth to you inside a dumpster behind In & Out Burger, then trade you for a day's worth of heroin and Big Macs on the black market. Then one day in your early 20's, as you sit in your rocking chair with no arms or legs or genitalia, the private investigator you hired knocks on your door and informs you of the story of how you came to look the way you are today. The next thing you know you're floating at the surface of the water on Wallabie beach with a fucking 12-inch spike through your chest. WHY MOTHER NATURE WHY? HE JUST WANTED TO BE A NORMAL BOY! IT WASN'T HIS TIME YET!!

What the fuck are you talking about.

That's deep.

Poor Steve...it was bound to happen to him someday

this is very sad news

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fap?

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Originally posted by _Nut_ What the fuck are you talking about.

Don't let it go over your head man.

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Originally posted by strik3r Don't let it go over your head man.

Sorry, bra. But I dont smoke pot. I dont fully understand your psuedohypothetical ramblings.