I am now a happy soul.

Thank God. See for about 10 years I have been a sad lonely boy missing my young childhood hero. I had action figures and a bandana to match his style. But lately he hasn’t been around I have been depressed and no longer wear my yellow and red bandana walking around the neighborhood flexing my muscles. Yes I though Hulk Hogan was dead. I wrote songs and poems to celebrate his life and mourn his early death. I wrote letters to Senators and Congressmen to get a statue of Hulk for here in DC, but no returned letters of interest, I even had him tattooed on my back, he was dead or at least to me he was dead. Today my paradigm was completely shifted, I found out that Hulk is alive and he has a kid and wife to share his wonderous muscular strength and not-surprisingly deep voice with. And best of all he has a reality show about his trials and tribulations as the HULK. So today I rejoiced, celebrated every second of my childhood hero being reincarnated into him self. Check out Hogan Knows Best.