I just realized what an impact Steve Irwin made on me. While watching Snakes on a Plane - stop laughing! - at one point the not-gay-steward is holding a snake right behind its head. The man freaks out, and grabs it by the end of the tail instead, shoves it in a microwave, and hilarity ensues. When I watched that scene, I muttered aloud, "stupid, if you have it behind the head you've got the biting part controlled." I never would've thought of that if it weren't for Steve Irwin.