Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Precious Wrestling Memories: No Funeral is Safe Whilst the Bossman Lurks Nearby

I have to admit that the Big Bossman is one of my favorite wrestlers of all time, especially after he ditched his prison guard schtick in favor of becoming a villain from a Burt Reynolds movie. When he wasn't rambling about which type of taser is appropriate for crowd control purposes, he was tooling around in '70s-style police cruiser, dragging coffins from the back bumper and talking shit about peoples' dead daddies through the oversized megaphone welded to the roof.

How can you not love this guy?


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