Stupid fuck extraordinaire, Steve Irwin, has fucked with his last wild animal.
An asshole even by Australian standards, Irwin fucked around with the wrong
stingray and took a poisoned barb directly in the heart.
Irwin's lasting contribution to conservation ranks with that of the roadrunner.
Just as even the most implacable hater of coyotes couldn't help but root for
the coyote to prevail, even the most hardened herpetophobe watching Irwin
torment yet another hapless victim found himself hoping that just this once the
crocodile or cobra would get a piece of the ex-wanker, eliciting the croak of a
mercifully final death-crikey.
Irwin's lasting contribution to science is a tentative answer to the age-old
question "just precisely how stupid is too stupid to live?"
Experts contend that at the end of every episode, the failure of this menace to
wildlife to pay the ultimate price for his reckless stupidity produced a clearly
audible sigh from Darwin's ghost. Sadly, his lamentable genetic legacy was
passed on to progeny before his stupidity caught up with him. So, for those
keeping score, that's Irwin 0;Stingray 1; Darwin's score disallowed on a
technicality.
