I don't think I've ever watched a full episode of Crocodile Hunter, but still, just the name Steve Irwin, or Crocodile Hunter is instantaneously recognisable.

My parents, and probably along with a lot of other people, called him crazy for playing around in crocodiles but there's no denying that he was passionate about what he did, and that's what makes him so likeable.

Hopefully, there's no other way he'd choose to go. He was doing what he loved most, spending it with nature.


The little tortoise icons as tributes to him on MSN.

Condolences to his wife and family. May you rest in peace, crocodile hunter, Steve Irwin.

Life's short. Anything can happen, eh.

ETA: Eek. My maid just told me that she heard on one of the Malay radio stations that Mariah Carey is going to marry the Sultan of Brunei's son. -_-"

P/S- Ching, Wei Soon & Nyetlin - thanks for you know what.