I sat there and watched the news in disbelief last night.
Disbelief that these fucking idiots got so upset about this.
Let me see if I can explain the source of my disconnect with the outrage here:
HE’S THE CROCODILE HUNTER.
The baby was never at risk. You know why? BECAUSE HE WAS BEING HELD BY HIS FATHER, THE CROCOFUCKINGDILE HUNTER.
Why do we need to even discuss this any further? I mean, if I saw someone holding their kid while feeding a crocodile, you know what I’d say? “Who does he think he is? The Crocodile Hunter?” And when I see the Crocodile Hunter holding his kid while feeding a crocodile, I say “Yep.”
People are trying to compare this to the Michael Jackson balcony-dangling incident. But Michael Jackson’s sobriquet is “The King of Pop,” not “The Balcony Hunter.” If he’d spent his entire life hunting balconies, then I wouldn’t have complained about his baby-dangling incident, either.
People. Get a hold of yourselves.
HE’S THE CROCODILE HUNTER.