Nothing about modern Western civilization is more confusing than professional wrestling. It makes no sense in layered, complex ways. Like a dog using a lawnmower makes no sense, but pro wrestling is so all over the board and confusing in so many w…
HEY HULKAMANIACS, it’s me, Hulk Hogan from 1989. Been a while. Listen, you’re all adults now, so I’m gonna be up front with you. You’re probably on the internet, hearing tweets and reading blogs about something that myself,…
Holy Taco’s got friends. Not many in the real world, but we’ve got an abundance of buddies, pals, chums and cohorts within the Twitterverse. One of those Twitter friends is professional wrestler and fitness model April Hunter. April got her start i…
Like being told there is no such thing as Santa or the Easter Bunny, we all remember that tragic day we found out that professional wrestling is about as real as professional unicorn maters.
For so long now we adults have known for a fact that all …
Much is made these days of America’s problem with butter. Didn’t know we had a problem with butter? We do. And bacon, and fudge and sandwiches that replace bread with cheese-filled sausage patties. It’s a broken record in the media and we all g…
Mexico has given the world tacos, tequila and Puerto Vallarta, so we pretty much owe it for making modern society awesome. And even after all that awesomeness, the good people of Mexico still have time to put on masks and leap about wr…
American wresting has nothing on the stupid sh*t they’re doing in Japan. It’s hard to tell, but I think the giant voodoo Hulkster is winning. Watcha gonna do when the giant stuffed Hulkster runs wild on YOU, Japan?
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