The Croc Hunter

I usually don't get phased by too much... unless it's the highschool girls down the street making fun of me b/c of my beanie hat that parade around town... little bitches. However, I found myself in a moment of reflection when I heard that the Steve the Croc hunter got lanced in the heart from a stingray and couldn't pull through. It just fucking sucks when you hear about a tough fuck like that moving on to the other side. Especially in a time and society where real don't exist. All there are a bunch of fucking paper pushing desk jockeys whose only game consists of flashing their (insert mercedes or bmw series here) car keys. Their only motivation is to fuck some money grubbing whore by winning them over by buying them enough cosmos to the point where it actually seems like he has a good personality.

It's a shame when genuine passion dies. Steve's kind is an endangered species of man. R.I.P.