Speaking of moobs, Arnie is returning to the Conan franchise. ‘Cause nothing is as imposing as a flabby old bastard running around all jacked up on the HGH I assume he is going to take to get into shape for the flick. Let the sleeping does lay. I beg you.

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The whole fucking Hulk on TV and in the movies but being two different universes – maybe – and two different actors – definitely- hurts my fucking skull. It doesn’t take much to hurt my skull. Children. Math. Squirrels. So trying to comprehend the complexity of the Bruce Banner multi-medium conundrum gets the nose bleeding. Can’t this shit be simple? Maybe? With all of this incestuous riddling, I’m finding it hard to get excited for the TV version of the Hulk product. Maybe del Toro knows this, and that is why he is tweaking my nipples with sweet nothings.

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