I remember in the old days of my mother being a member of Video Box, i think, and writing notes for me to take out any film when i liked, basically. She signed off Hell Comes to Frogtown when i was about 14, starring Rowdy Roddy. It was an horrendous film, but the very young me rather enjoyed it. I still recall the haunting yet nonsensical image of a thrice of lengthy cobraic peni appearing from under the kilt of the evil mutated frog king. I never saw the Roddy-less sequel.
"Just when they think they have the answers, I change the questions"
My favourite Hall of Fame speech was RIc Flair's for Piper in 2005. So many great stories and memories of the man, the character he was in and out of the ring. RIP Hot Rod!