Professional wrestler Terry Bollea, better known as Hulk Hogan, died on Thursday at the age of 71, according to World Wrestling Entertainment.
Come on, Death, work that claw machine! Go for the big prizes! It costs a dollar each time you do this and you reach for the little dudes on the edges? Go for the big orange one right next to the hole!
Rip Ozzy Osbourne.
I feel conflicted by this news. On the one hand, he was a massive piece of shit later in life. But as a kid, he was a childhood hero. I had a Hulk Hogan pair of underwear I liked to wear when I was 7.
Of course, my dick of an older brother decided it’d be funny to give me an atomic wedgy and try to hang me from a bedpost on our bunk beds by my underwear…so they didn’t last. RIP my favorite underwear.
But seriously, as much as he had terrible personal views. The fact is, he was and is a part of our collective culture as a wrestling icon in the 90s. Thats worth taking a moment to be sad about, even if only for a moment.
I don’t normally celebrate death, but I can make an exception here and there
Nothing of value lost