I had to take a stand, it don't help to hide... yes, I'm quoting my favorite Racist Wrestler, brother! The one, the only. The Immortal Hulk Hogan. What I'm trying to say, brother, is that Hulkamania ain't running wild no more! Not more 24 inch Pythons, brother.
Hulk Hogan is dead d-e-d DEAD! BROTHER!
Damn... to be fair, he was 71, and his life as a wrestler had taken a toll on his body, brother. I still can't believe that the Hulkster is dead, brother. I know that behind the scenes Terry Bollea was a massive asshole, opposite to his "drink your milk, eat your vitamins and say your prayers" persona. I know he was a racist asshole, hence the massive booing at Hogan when Raw went to Netflix. But he was one of my 80s heroes and it sucks that not only he became a villain, but he died without a chance at redemption.
My condolences to friends and family.
I won't wax poetically about Hulk Hogan, since his legacy is already well known brother! At least we still got Mr. America... wait, WHAT!? MR. AMERICA IS DEAD TOO!? TWO TOTALLY DIFFERENT WRESTLERS DIED ON THE SAME DAY, BROTHER!? That's insane!
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