I remember this one friday, my BPD was actingn up something fierce, right.
I went on this 2 hour long angry asssounding rant about how much I hated hulk hogan. Had my mom looking at me like
Next morning, I turn on TNA.... there's Hulk fukking Hogan.
I stood up, threw my plate of pancakes and eggs hella far across the room.
My mom:![]()
4. Lyfe.
sounding rant about how much I hated hulk hogan. Had my mom looking at me like 








This is where he shines and he won’t leave out the scum bag shyt hogan did



