Sometimes precious wrestling memories don't feel like memories so much as fever dreams. Take, for example, Hulk Hogan's journey into the Dungeon of Doom.
Marvel at his realization of being at a place that he's never been before! Taste his despair when he spots no Hulkamaniacs at his present location! Feel his anguish when he touches the room-temperature water!
Also, something about a "real white bengal tiger"?
Bonus! The Big Show debuts, several years before surfing on his own father's coffin.
Before fancy graphics, coherent writing, and cultural sensitivity, the world was a badder place. Join us as we remember a time when having three frames of animation for your sprite was a luxury and the only requirement for rescuing the president from ninjas was being sufficiently bad.
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