Got a hulkamania shirt I bought at Wrestlemania XXX somewhere in my closet.
Definitely not ever wearing it again, but it's the kind of thing that I can look at in 20 years when I'm and old man

and remember all the fukkery of now as well as that Wrestlemania trip itself. I had such a good time in New Orleans with my girl, and I had a good time being a Hulkamaniac since I was born. So the shirt is now a memento of bygone moments in time. Each moment that is like a place to which I can never return.
Plus Im not about burning a tee-shirt in the street like if Im a fukkin member of ISIS
