But why is Hulk Hogan the creepiest this time? It’s because he tweeted this picture of his daughter:
And he just captioned it “Brooke’s legs.” Gross.
Now, this is creepy enough on it’s own, I think – I mean, if my dad did this … I don’t know, I can’t even imagine this, probably because my dad isn’t gross – but what makes it really creepy is when you remember this picture:
Yep, that’s Hulk applying suntan lotion to his daughter’s ass. He really got in there, too. There are photos that I don’t care to post of him pretty much rubbing his hand between her inner thighs. I don’t care to post it because it seriously makes me uncomfortable.
Other reasons why the picture of Brooke’s legs is creepy include the fact that Hulk slept with one of Brooke’s friends who happens to resemble her, and also because he married a woman who could basically be Brooke’s twin. Have we firmly established the creepiness yet?
Ok then, let’s move on to why Hulk and Brooke say the picture isn’t creepy. Here’s Brooke’s tweet:
A dad can’t even be proud of his daughter without sickos makin it something it’s not. Really?? Go back to your farm animals. ?#ignorant
Brooke works out for 2hrs a day,a fan takes a picture,Brooke love it,tweets back thank u,proud dad tweets it,creeps and perverts everywhere
For what it’s worth, Brooke defended her dad during that lotion debacle by saying things like “he used to change my diaper” and “it’s like he’s touching an old car.” You know, if old cars had nice asses.
Are you thoroughly disturbed yet?
January 29, 2013 at 6:30 am by Emily
Brooke Hogan is being sued, and no, it’s not for sucking too much. Turns out that there’s a production company in Jamaica that claims it wasn’t credited on her last album, The Redemption. Yes, you read that correctly. Someone is suing Brooke Hogan for not citing them as partially responsible for her music career.
J 2, the production company that worked on the song “Trust Me” with Brooke, is asking for two hundred thousand dollars to make up for the lack of credit. I would be completely shocked if the album even grossed that much in sales. Sounds like dad’s going to be picking up the tab for this mistake.
August 2, 2010 at 2:30 pm by Molls
You know, you gotta love Brooke Hogan. Between her hair, her clothes, her body and her attitude, it’s like this woman lives in some sort of suspended-time situation. Between the Pamela Anderson boobs, the Anna Nicole toward-the-end-of-her-life hair and her father’s body, it’s like Brooke is unaware that it’s currently 2010 and people are looking more like this and less like this. Yup, we should love Brooke Hogan, if not for the fact that she seems dumb in that sweet-as-pie way, but because she’ll be clutching those baby tees and extra low-rise jeans in her cold, dead fingers. I love anyone with that level of commitment.
April 30, 2010 at 3:04 pm by Molls
Clubgoers at Las Vegas nightclub Enclave reported that a plastered Brooke Hogan showed up last night in what one guy described as “an utter state of hot drunkenness,” which is also now my knew favorite way to describe that phase of consciousness. At about two in the morning she hopped up on stage and stumbled all over herself to give an impromptu performance that included slurred lyrics and terrible, clumsy dancing, which is actually no different from any other Brooke Hogan performance.
So, she embarrassed herself– again, how is that any different from a normal Brooke Hogan musical performance– but she’s 21, so there wasn’t anything illegal about it. I just hope for the sake of her daddy that she’s not going to start down the Lohan expressway to nowhere. Judging from the premature aging in the picture above (Brooke is on the right) she’s been putting some things in her system on a regular basis that aren’t good for her.
That whole family should probably go to rehab together. Last week on the Joy Behar show, The Hulk talked about popping a few Xanax, staring at a bottle of booze with a gun in his hand, and contemplating suicide after his wife filed for divorce. He also commented that he could “understand” where O.J. Simpson was “coming from” and thought about “turning everything into a crime scene” and “slitting everybody’s throats.”
November 14, 2009 at 11:35 am by Kelly
Hey, guys. I have to make this quick. I started playing this recording of the fantastic song that Brooke Hogan lent her, uh, vocals to on her rapper-boyfriend Jeremih’s song “Birthday Sex” and now every dog that resides in a two-mile radius is howling on my front porch. I’ve got a situation on my hands.
While I deal with animal control, I ask you this: Which is worse? “Birthday Sex” or “Sneakernight?”
June 17, 2009 at 12:14 pm by Wendie
After getting to finally preview Brooke Hogan’s newest album cover the other night, I’ve just been dying to hear some of the music from this masterpiece. My wait is over.
In the spirit of friendship, I strongly caution you to listen to the intelligently named “Hey Yo” on an empty stomach. Honestly? It’s actually not as horrible as I hoped but I think what makes it so undesireable is in knowing that it’s Brooke Hogan — or BroHo, as I like to call her — singing. If I heard it on the radio and was blissfully unaware of the artist, I probably wouldn’t drive off the road. Yes, that’s my review of this song: it doesn’t make me want to drive off the road.