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Duuuude
It isn't meant literally. It just means he comes off as mildly baked. I also have mildly baked syndrome and people occasionally ask me for drugs, even though I barely touch coffee.
How did this ppl (or others like them) not spontaneously become some default universal role models and some sort of standard we judge ourselves, others, and humanity as a whole is beyond me.
Even from a completely selfish pov each of us would want at least the majority of other people to be like them. That's how you get (ever) nice(er) things.
I mean, I know the answer why that's not the case (they can't be monetised as efficiently as "starts"), but still.
Ikr? He had a beef with every crocodile he could laid his hands on.
They were on a walk with tv crew when Steve saw a crocodile. He said „that motherfucker” and before everyone knew he jumped and got the creature in chokehold until the tv crew managed to separate them. Croc barely made it out alive to his wife and kids.
Everyone thinks Australia zoo was for the preservation of animals, when it was really Steve's own personal fight club.
I worked there in the 90s and the amount of times I had to physically pull him off of animals throughout the day was ridiculous, I kept telling him, Steve its a fucking emu... It isn't trying to steal your wife mate!