Hey Folks, Harry here... Ok, imagine you're being hounded and shot at by America's Armed Forces, and everytime they shoot you, it just hurts like hell making get bigger and meaner, and meanwhile as you grow, you're underwear is giving you one helluva mean wedgie that you just can't fix. Desperate to get away, you dive into the San Francisco Sewer Line, where the foul funk just gets you more and more mad. So you bust up, covered in dung, now baking in the sun smelling like Harry Knowles and looking like the newest spokesperson for Green Beans as the sneaky U.S. Military sends helicopters that look like they're gonna shoot you in the back... Sucks being the HULK doesn't it? Thanks goes out to FETT!
