Of all the masked wrestlers in the Lucha Leopardo, he was the most feared. None could withstand his signature move, the Flying Leap of Death. No one knew who he really was, but all trembled at the sound of his name: El Gato Que Brota (The Cat Who Sproings).
I know it would be extremely unwise, but I just want to put my face in that BELLEH!!!
Me too. It would mean certain death, but what a way to go!
Catcho Libre!
If you go to the Reddit link it’s a Photoshop Battle! I only looked at a few but they’re pretty good. 🙂
So obvious!
Yeah…I was humming that song for the rest of the morning yesterday.
/and now I am again
The last hug you’ll ever get.
Death by Floof.
Those are some serious jazz hands
Serious jazz death mittens! I, too, wish to floof-dive!!!