And don’t offer to give one a hand either, or could this happen:-

Surgeons reattached a Taiwanese veterinarian’s forearm today after a 200-kilogram Nile crocodile chomped it off and colleagues recovered the limb from the reptile’s mouth.

The male crocodile severed Chang Po-yu’s forearm at the Shaoshan Zoo in the southern city of Kaohsiung yesterday when the veterinarian tried to retrieve a tranquiliser dart from the reptile’s hide so he could give it medication, zoo officials said.

The forearm was reattached following seven hours of surgery today.

The Liberty Times newspaper said Chang failed to notice that the crocodile was not fully anaesthetised when he stuck his arm through an iron rail to medicate it.

As Chang was rushed to the hospital yesterday, a zoo worker shot two bullets at the crocodile’s neck to retrieve the forearm, Chen Po-tsun, a zoo official, said.

“The crocodile was unharmed as we didn’t find any bullet holes on its hide,” Chen said. “It probably was shocked and opened its mouth to let go of the limb.”

The 17-year-old reptile is one of a pair of Nile crocodiles kept by the zoo.

Known as a man-eater because of its voracious nature, the crocodile is listed as an endangered species, and is rapidly disappearing from its native African habitat.

Chen said the zoo bought the crocodile 10 years ago from a local resident who had kept it as a pet.

The juggernaut that is Anna Nicole Smith just gathers more steam. I’ve been asking myself for a while now when it will stop, now I’m not sure it ever will.

Access Hollywood (of course I keep in touch – its my homepage) reports that excerpts of her diary (which is up for auction) were made public, and now I’m left questioning everything I thought I knew. There I was thinking I was enjoying a productive and happy life, until I read how A.N.S. got through the day. Man! Talk about excitement city.

WOW! How about that for an action packed existence. Imagine if there were pages and pages of this stuff? C’mon Hollywood, make the movie already!!!

What else does A.N.S. have to say?

“Howard has been buying me some jewrlry (sic),” Smith writes in a page made public. “He call me 15 or 20 times a day it drives me crazy. I love him but he aggravates me sometimes.”

Yeah well bad spelling aside you have to feel for the Texas high school dropout who became a topless dancer and married 89-year-old billionaire.

“I hate for men to want sex all the time,” she wrote. “I hate sex anyway. I only like it with Clay now that he’s out of my life.”

You got that right girlfriend! Apparently, the diaries also reveal she was often depressed and had an eating disorder. Can’t see why of course. Then again if she had any actual FOOD in her fridge she may have HAD something to eat. Something other than the chloral hydrate, valium, carisoprodol, methocarbamol, topomax and Klonopin prescriptions all found in her home.

….just don’t make her mad, okay? You’ve been warned!