My mother had been out and about in Texas on a business trip for about a couple weeks; she returned home on Tuesday night.
She'd brought me back a souvenir from the trip, and I picked it up from her house last night -- a lucha libre mask, more specifically a mask modelled on that of the famed Mexican wrestler Ultimo Guerrero.
My mother loves me.
Between this and the Working Class Hero shirt, I'm well on my way to assembling a perfect crimefighting outfit! Mind you, I suppose I'm also going to need some superpowers or some really good guns -- but when I get 'em, oh man, crime had better watch the hell out!
Friday, February 09, 2007
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3 comments:
I've got a blue Hayabusa mask. I say we team up and show Winnepeg that crime is nothing compared to the power of PASTY WHITE LUCHA.
I figure you guys should probably do something completely unrelated and just trust in the ability of luchador masks to make anything funnier than it would ordinarily be.
Luchadors... at Subway.
Oh, then you'll love these guys:
http://www.straitjackets.com/
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