Holy creeping catshit!
Somedays, a story reaches up off the website your reading and smacks you across the chops with such ferocity, that you can’t help but post it for your interweb friends. And shockingly, no, I’m not talking about these rumors of Britney Spears having a bondage dungeon in her house. Please. In the world since Marv Albert took a bite out of crime (prostitution is illegal still, right?), that’s not very shocking, or even titillating. Give me Richard Gere and a gerbil any day. Anywho…
Perhaps I’m the only one aware of the drama that is Nick Hogan’s life recently. The largely talentless son of the most famous wrestler of all time (most famous wrestler who didn’t murder his family, anyway) has been in some legal turmoil over the past few weeks. After three warnings (!) from police about his speeding, Nick, going 100 mph in a 40 zone, crashed his car while street racing and the passenger of the vehicle, one John Graziano, fell into a coma from his injuries.

Nick’s car isn’t very Supra anymore.
The first twist in this delightful little tale was the revelation that little Nicky was drunk at the time of the crash.
You know, having a lot of family from small towns in Newfoundland, and having visited Pictou Island, I’m not very hardline on drunk driving. Some of the best drivers I know learned how to drive while drunk. Of course, these people were driving in the middle of butt-fuck-nowhere, where the only ones at risk were themselves, a tree and a moose. And they certainly weren’t retarded enough to street race while drunk.
If you ask me, street racing is pretty stupid anytime, regardless of your mental state. If you ask the Hogan family, however, you’d get a far different answer. The next chapter of our tale deals with Linda, Hogan’s wife, who’s shoe-leathery visage implies she and Hulk share the same tanning bed.
Just as the Graziano family are readying their lawsuit against the Hogans, TMZ or some such celebrity nonsense website reported that Linda and her daughter were spotted on a street racing DVD. As well as being shown racing, they’re also shown talking about how awesome street racing is, and what a thrill it is to escape from the cops.
When asked about this, Linda just straight-up denied ever saying it, even though she’s right there on camera saying it. You could call it the “hide under a pile of coats and hope everything turns out alright” defense. Let that be a lesson to the interviewer: always bring the thing you’re confronting someone about with you, so that you may call them on their bullshit.
I’m going to detour in this story briefly to point out how stupid this whole thing is. You know, Hulk is one helluva shrewd businessman, a great politician (in backstage wrestling power struggle terms), and a master marketer. He’s been able to parlay that into getting his kids exposure on their own TV show, as well as getting toucan-beaked Brooke some airtime on the ol’ wrestling show to promote her album. All very smart moves that made him a lot of money. Unfortunately, common sense doesn’t seem to flow through the Hogan family. Although this does make the decision to film “Santa with Muscles” make a little more sense. Back to the story.
Things started to really look bad when it was revealed in a police report that the Hulkster was the one who bought his under aged son the beer. The report says that on the day of the crash, Hogan bought 5 cases of beer, accompanied by Nick, Graziano, and two of their friends.
As it stands, Nick is being charged with “Reckless Driving Involving Serious Bodily Injury, Use of a Motor Vehicle in Commission of a Felony, Operating a Vehicle with a Breath Alcohol Level of .02 or Higher while Under the Age of 21, and Having Illegal Window Tint.” Add “5th degree dipshitism” to that. And, of course, that’s to say nothing of the potential lawsuit from Graziano. Things are looking pretty bad, and are only going to get worse. (or are they?)
It looked like the final kick in the crotch for Hogan would be when his wife filed for divorce earlier this week. It’s certainly fitting. I felt bad for the guy, I really did, but then it all started to come together.
Ok, other than obvious judgment calls about the content of the Hogan’s character, the attractiveness of Linda’s skin tone, Brooke’s nose, Nick’s lack of talent, etc etc etc, everything in this article thus far has been fact. We’re about to get into theory, though.
The legal counsel for the Graziano family and I both came to the same conclusion: the divorce is a sham. It’s a way to tie up Hogan’s assets so they can keep the Grazianos from getting their hands on it. They can drag the divorce out forever if they want to, since they’re playing both sides. It’ll be a morbid contest to see what lasts longer: the Hogan divorce, the Grazianos’ will to sue, or John Graziano’s life as he lays in a vegetative state. God, what a classy family.
So, for faking a divorce to get out of paying restitution to the family of the boy your dumbshit son nearly killed in a drunk driving street race, after your wife promoted street racing, and you bought him beer, I hereby declare Hulk Hogan to be the biggest douchebag in the world!!!!
Now, just a quick note on a fictional douchebag. On the Dark Knight viral sites that I posted on the weekend, as well as a couple of newer ones, it seems that Officer Karl Breitup of the Gotham Police department (and part owner of the Gotham Cab company) is on the take by the Rossi mob! DAMN YOU BREITUP! It seems as though he and an officer Jason McCree may have been involved in the death of Gina.
The viral marketing was fun the past two days, as we needed to report the crooked cop to the We Are The Answer vigilante group’s website to get his badge number, then when we figured out he owned the cab company, called them up (they have a working phone line) and logged into his voicemail and found a message from a mobster!
What’s happening is a the movie has basically started already. The world of the movie is being established now, and by the time it actually hits, we’ll all be totally immersed in it. I love it.
Here’s the latest batch of Gotham websites (and the phone numbers associated with them) and the latest Joker pic revealed. Cheers!
Gotham School District (check out the lunch menu)
Gotham Cab Company 1-877-530-CABS (number seems to only work in the states)
Gotham Victims Advocate Foundation 1-866-237-6314
Acme Security Systems 1-866-237-6425
Joker wants you to crack a safe! (Don’t bother trying to crack it, the only way to get in is to set your computer’s clock to 7:38 am. I don’t even know where that one came from)
And, the newest Joker pic, from the cover of the new issue of Empire Magazine-

Goddamn those are some kick-ass socks!
on November 30th, 2007 at 8:41 am #
Thank you for not posting the image for #2. … It’s too late for me, though. No matter who many times I push the “back” button in my head…
on November 30th, 2007 at 12:39 pm #
**claws out own eyes**
on December 1st, 2007 at 1:06 pm #
grr….who let randomgirl post again??? Spiders rool. Hmph.
I hate to say this, but I actually find the first spider (ie. Charlotte) the scariest. Look at her big body and those creepy legs. And she’s all dangling. You can tell she’s one of those fast moving spiders. And big spiders, and fast moving, are the worst combination.
Funny story - my cat eats spiders and I reward her for it. But she likes the big ones and plays soccer with them, usually batting them in MY direction in the dark. And then I have to stand on a chair. Fun times.
I really like the expression of #2. She’s so defiant looking.
on December 3rd, 2007 at 9:21 am #
Come on boys, let’s be nice. Clearly #2 put lots of effort into her spider woman costume! What creativity!
on December 3rd, 2007 at 9:24 am #
PS Maristar — you’re not the only one who thinks that the film version of Charlotte is eeeevil.
on December 3rd, 2007 at 10:53 am #
I love the fact that it’s shot in the woods. If it were in a bedroom or in front of some artificial backdrop she would be all like, “Check it out. I’m so sexy in my weird spider-ish leotard and thigh-highs. Watch me rub cocoa oil on my pasty white skin.” Instead she’s just leaning against a tree in the woods all defiant like Maristar says and shes all like “Yeah, I wear this one-piece that kind of reminds you of a spider and walk around in the woods. So what? You don’t like it? Fuck you. Spiders ROOL!”
on December 4th, 2007 at 1:56 am #
It’s a little known fact that the voice talent they hired to play Charlotte in the movie was in fact, #2.
Something about her just screams “assistant librarian” to me… Her outfit sort of makes the statement:
“Yes, I’m a professional, but I still like to have fun. If you’d like to ‘know more’ about spiders, meet in the woods behind the library in 10 minutes.”
“Bring pie.”
on December 7th, 2007 at 7:04 pm #
I was thinking something similar, Iride - the woods backdrop really hit me. I immediately thought she was saying “I’m a spider-lady in a spider-outfit in my natural environment! I’ll eat you like a fly! Also I wear manufactured glasses.”
on December 9th, 2007 at 2:56 pm #
Where and how did you get this photo of my mom!