Okay, so I’ve been seeing pictures of Brooke Hogan in her denim, assless chaps for a whole day now, and I just had to say something.
Here it is:
This is the dumbest-looking thing I think I have ever seen in my entire 23 years on this planet. And I’ve seen some dumb things in my day.
Not only is Brooke a horrible singer, and annoying on that show of hers, but her image isn’t helping. Clearly.
Who the hell picked out these denim, assless chaps for Brooke to wear during a live concert, that took place in bright, broad daylight, no less? Her insane stylist? The all-knowing Hulkster? Or was it Brooke herself, who finally decided to take control of her career that is hanging on such a thin strand that she thought 1) the denim, assless chaps were just the ticket to finally raise her popularity or 2) she actually thought these things were remotely attractive?
Whatever the case, this is absurd. I’m gonna go laugh at Brooke Hogan some more and then vomit out of utter disgust. And then laugh at her again.



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