Hogan Knows Best

Linda: You have some bad things in here. Hulk: I could give a Sh*t. Linda: You have an arguing door. Hulk: You have and arguing husband now get out.

Hulk I don't want her hexing my gym. All I need is a bunch of bad spirits dropping weights on my toe.

(immitating the Spiritual advisor) Hulk: O mokky pocky tupacy. oh mokky pocky X paccy

Linda: I need to shed about 30 pounds of fat. Brooke: I have to shed about 150 pounds of guru.

Brooke: Doctor Garko puts the ass in wheat grass.

Guru: Its Wheat Grass. Hulk: It smells like Lawn mower grass. Linda: Its sweet. Brooke: You know it sucks mom just fess up.

Brooke: He looks like Sigfreid and Roy

Linda: I just want to be able to run down the beach in Hooters girl shorts with out having something jiggle. Brooke: This is what drives little girls to bulimia

Hulk: See what happens when the Hogans enter Bizarro World.

Hulk: The only way is the Hogan way and the god of wrestling is the also the god of nutrition. Big arms means big paychecks. Linda: What is it like to be all knowing.