man is this guy stupid or what ?

From the looks of it, he's a professional. :rolleyes:

I gots beatens to da post...
I doubt I'll watch the special extended scenes though.. :barf:
 
Sweet. Play with gators = bit by gators.

Gators are a nuisance in South Florida. One was pestering me while fishing in the Everglades once... I threw a (conveniently available) empty beer can at it. The gator ATE it. :eek:

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The Roll tricked the guy. It looked like he was ready for a simple chomp down, but the Gator bit and rolled at the same time, closing off one direction of escape for the arm.


If it was a Saturday Night Live parady of the Animal Channel, we'd have the guy before the camera at the end of the program, a attractive girl next to him, telling us about endangered species and how not to try any of the moves seen because they were done by professionals. No mention of the bloody stump where his arm had been. Perhaps the Girl would have a mop bucket close and keep an eye on the drips that hit the floor.



munk
 
Every time he smacks that gator on the nose I can just see the gator thinking, "OUCH! Dangit Shiro that hurt, please... OUCH! Look Shiro, I had a hard night, would you OUCH! Gahdamit Shiro don't to that ag OUCH! Shiro if you hit me just one more time I'm gonna OUCH!" :grumpy: CHOMP!!!

Didn't Roy get mauled by the tiger after he smacked it repeatedly on the nose with his microphone? Is there perhaps a message here?
 
raghorn said:
Didn't Roy get mauled by the tiger after he smacked it repeatedly on the nose with his microphone? Is there perhaps a message here?

I heard on good authority (from another tiger) that Roy touched the tiger in a inappropriate place... hence the righteous mauling.

Ad Astra :D
 
We lived a few blocks from the University of Florida. On the campus was a pond where a couple of gators lived. I forget the gators' names, but since the "Gators" is the name of the school teams, I guess they were mascots.

The pond was down in the bottom of what was probably once a sinkhole, so it was hard to get down in there, and the gators couldn't climb out. But it was a magnet for drunken fraternity boys.

Walking by the "Gator Pit" one evening I looked down and saw a couple of guys slipping and sliding on the mud heading down toward the gators who were watching them intently. Each guy had a six pack of beer.

I didn't know what was going on, but whatever it was I didn't want to witness it. I didn't hear anything on the news about two drunken guys being eaten by the gators so I figured they were just probably going into the pit to share their beer with the gators.

The more I thought about it, the more sense it made. Those gators had lived there for years and were used to this sort of thing. I'll bet they really looked forward to Greeks bearing gifts, especially when it was a couple of six packs.
 
Like Chipmunks and Squirels waiting outside the Ranger Station for handouts.

I was at the Ranger Station for Mt Ranier, the last stop before the actual climb, and there was a Hedge Hog, a Ground Hog, an actual Marmot by the side of the road waiting for goodies.


munk
 
Geeze n rice!
that thing did bite off a piece. Did you see all the blood on the floor?
Man,. I'd pay 99 cents to see what happened in the end. What's this guy doing now, etc...
 
Hopefully *not* training gator handlers! (or is it gator handers?)
 
I saw a gator wrestling act once. The guy was (of course) Australian. The difference between this guy and the guy in the video:

The Aussie's attractive female sidekick was packing a Desert Eagle or some equally gigantic firearm. GAWD!!

Nam
 
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