I was going to say what others have already said. Unless you have been in or seen nature in action, I wouldn't make fun of anybody getting killed by a wild animal.
He finally got that fat **** Garriputo, the kid's a ****in porker. Tell him he can lick my smelly goat nuts.
I'm sure his wife is feeling many emotions: anguish, depression, bitterness, guilt, resentment and loneliness, just to name a few. I'm guessing embarrassment is pretty far down the list.
Not cool. I was mauled by a wombat. Anyone telling you that cute animals want to be hugged and will accept it with open paws is a fu***** liar.
That's pretty darn cold to mock a grieving widow for any reason. I laugh at Darwin award winners as much as the next guy, but laughing at this is just morbid.
They're actually aggressive little things. They'll bite off fingers and toes in a single go if given the opportunity.
