For the readers that grew up in the Eighties (all I'd presume), no icon made the boys and girls more excited than Mr. Hulk Hogan. From his great defeat of Andre the Giant to his less-than-stellar Saturday morning cartoon, we were all little Hulkamaniacs. So, as some of y'all are privy to, I have taken a liking to annoying my fellow car-riders with 80's wrestling music. They are often tucked away in my mixed CDs and I often forget they exist. So, as I'm sitting in traffic, my random option skips to a certain entrance song. BOO-YA! Talk about Hulking up! If my shirt wasn't so damn expensive and it wasn't about 40 degrees, I would have ripped it off and then cupped my ears to hear the cheers (wow, that's a lot of rhyming!). Boy, was I ever pumped! But, my over-exuberance and driving with windows down no doubt led to the next scenario: some cutie is in the next lane enjoying the scene. Now, I got a thumbs-up, but I'm not sure if it was the thumbs-up that meant a) "Way to go dumbfuck, you will never have sex without paying for it", or b) "Rock on! I loves me some wrasslin' tunes, and I'd love to have your child." Since she was driving an Infiniti and on the back I saw a Phi Mu tag, I'm going with choice A. But you never know.... somewhere, there's a girl out there who appreciates my tunes. Irregardless, I felt like I could take on the Iron Sheik AND Rocky all at once. The moral of the story? As Hulk told me as a young boy, "Train hard, take your vitamins, say your prayers, and believe in yourself!" With that attitude, you can give the big boot and leg-drop to any obstacle in life.

In case you don't know the song or just want to feel the flow Click Here.

Posted by Victor on Thursday, January 05, 2006 at 9:55 AM | Permalink