She came to realize the phrase "Hogan Knows Best" is accurate only in the context of how to reverse a figure four leglock.
He insisted on having old announcer buddies narrate their rough sex sessions.
He was never emotionally available to her, the kids had finally grown, and he refuses to wear sleeves.
The trauma of their son's reckless driving arrest drove her to question their parenting skills aloud, to which Hogan replied by flexing angrily and growing a ludicrous mustache.
His steroid-shriveled testicles and steroid-engorged everything else.
The entire 24-year marriage was a sham; in reality, she was in league with the NWO all along and now she and Kevin Nash are banging like Bonobo Monkeys.
One day she saw him without his bandana and realized he's not only bald, but has what dermitologists indelicately refer to as "the scabby scalp."
VH1 execs noticed a ratings dip last season, and cutting the brake lines on Nick's car didn't boost the numbers as much as they'd hoped.
It's been a month since Hulkamania ran wild all over her, and when it did it took an hour of sensual massage, a fistful of Viagra, and absolute silence.
