Steve Austin is bored on a layover in the Middle East after completing a tactical mission. Noticing the perfect weather, he borrows some scuba gear which includes a frosty spear gun and a boss blue vacuum re-breather.
Any illustration with a re-breather gets my attention, especially when Steve cradles the croc like they are watching a Harry Potter movie together.
Princess Jasimina, obviously concerned in the background, was backstroking on a relaxing afternoon when brushed by a circling saltwater crocodile.
Out flashes the bowie knife to turn our croc friend into a Saudi fanny pack. The fight is devastating, and Princess Jasimina is eventually impressed. There is much crocodile-defeat-prompted lust shared on the white sand beaches.
Crocodile combat is an ordinary pre-date ritual for Steve Austin. The rest of us circle a house in our cars for half an hour.