Saturday Night's Main Event (Patreon)

I've still got some wrestling crap to catch up on, although considering the past week, it might be nicer to stay in the past, rather than persist in the Hulkster-less present. It's a gloomy post-Hogan world, bereft of Hulkamania. There's no Hulkamaniacs here. This is not the Real America.

Anyway, here's Goddamn Goldberg's last gasping grapple against the good guy, Gunther. There's also a few dozen new bloodline people to memorize, and everyone's favorite part of modern WWE, lame celebrity bullshit. I can't wait to see the 6 star classic Jelly Roll puts on at Summerslam. What a ray of sunshine that will be in this cruel summer.

Jelly Roll and Logan Paul, just the two shitbags I wanna see right now, while I'm grieving for Hulk Hogan, who was my shitbag.