Come one, come all, to the greatest
show on earth David Hasselhoff-related thread in this event!
"But Cherry," you say, somehow inserting your thoughts into my own post, "I'm not that big a fan of David Hasselhoff. In fact, I think he's pretty weird. Or maybe I don't even know who he is." Well, despite the fact that you can't seem to make up your mind on your opinion, it really doesn't matter. The Howse of Hoff has very little to do with David Hasselhoff. We're a group of people who enjoy laughing at silly things and committing general acts of tomfoolery. If you feel that this description also fits you, the Cult of Hoff might just be for you!
"But Cherry," you say, and I really wish you'd stop inserting yourself into my posts, "aren't cults a bad thing? Is this really a cult? Do you guys wear Snuggies?" The answers to that are "generally," "no," and "you cannot prove that," respectively.
"Okay, Cherry," you say as I raise a gun to my head, preparing to silence your ever-present voice once and for all, "I think I'm starting to get the picture. But I'm still somehow intimidated by this thread. References to aging actors, religious fanatics, and blankets that make you look dumb make me uncomfortable." Well, unfortunately (fortunately for you, you evil mind-spawn) my gun isn't loaded so I've got a moment to respond to your concerns before this is all over. There is really nothing to be intimidated by, we're quite friendly people. Joke around with us, we won't bite you!
"I can't let you do that, Cherry" you say, halting my arm as I load my pistol. You're also not opening the pod bay doors or something, because apparently we're in space.
Jackets are optional, but a sense of humor is required.