Hulkamania's always runnin' wild, brutha. Whether there's cameras or not, the Hulkster's always giving 100% brother.
↑ OscarWilde wrote:"By his own admission Phelps ignored both Austen and Shakespeare. What sort of a person completely ignores two people that are revealed to be villains in the same day? I submit this for general discussion."
It's already been pointed out, brutha, that your logic isn't firing on all cylinders here, but I'll address this too--- the kind of person who didn't know anything about either of them, and frankly couldn't have cared less at the time, brutha. But I'm renewed now, brutha. I've taken the time I've spent away, and I've been training, I've been saying the prayers, I've been taking the vitamins, brutha, and yes, I've even been believing in myself. The Hulkster's ready to participate in this gathering, brutha, and scums--- Whatcha gonna do?! When Hulkamania and the 24" pythons run wild on YOU?
↑ James Joyce wrote:
In Vestige gation reveals this vote to be the correct choice. There can be no diss cushion.
I shall surely die tonight (at the very least pass out from the whiskey), but I will die happy with steam mulating thoughts of Jane Austen's rank undergarments. Shed not a tear for me.
VOTE: Fred Phelps/Hulk Hogan
Lemme tell ya somethin, brutha. This kinda thing here, really makes my blood boil, man. Now, I been down the highways and byways for a long time, brutha. You and I both know this isn't true. If there's one thing I can't stand, it's a liar, brotha. And then you say you want to look for reactions? Me and all my little Hulkamaniacs out there aren't havin' it, dude. So you can pack up your gambits, little man, because the time has come for Hulkamania to set its sights on you, man. AND WHATCHA GONNA DO?