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The Heenen Family vs The Machines (Big, Super & Piper) - 1986
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Soothed After A Bad Dream
Fandom: Harley Davidson and the Marlboro Man
Summary: Jimmy comforts his big teddy bear brother-in-law Jack after he has a nightmare.
Characters: Jack Daniels, Jimmy Jiles
Word Count: 1,299
Jack woke up from his nightmare in a cold sweat. He sat up, alone in his bed, hyperventilating and shaking in fear. He looked over at his wife’s side of the bed. She wasn’t there. Lulu was away from home visiting her mother. Jack was alone in the dark bedroom. The only sounds were his pounding heart and heavy breathing. He put on boxer shorts and went down to the kitchen to get a drink of water. He sat down at the table with his glass of water, trying to calm himself down.
Lulu’s brother, Jimmy, was staying over while Lulu was away. He had been asleep on the couch but was awoken by the noise when Jack came down. He went to the kitchen to check on Jack.
“Hey, are you okay?” Jimmy asked, rubbing his sleepy eyes.
“I had a bad dream,” Jack said softly.
Jimmy came over, yawned, and sat down next to Jack. “Want to talk about it?”
As Jack thought about his bad dream, his eyes filled with tears. Jimmy could NOT BEAR to see Jack cry.
“Damn it, Jack. Please don’t do that.”
“Sorry,” Jack said, wiping away the tears.
“You don’t have to be sorry,” Jimmy said gently. “But there’s really nothing to cry about. It was just a dream.”
Jack sniffled and wiped his runny nose on his arm. “It was horrible.”
“Do you want to tell me about it?”
Jack closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He began to talk about his dream, his deep voice trembling as he spoke.
“I dreamed that Lulu left me for another man. She said that she didn’t love me anymore. A bunch of people started laughing at me. They threw rocks at me and hit me in my head, chest, and tummy, but my broken heart hurt worse than anything else.” Jack paused for a moment to inhale a shaky breath before continuing.
“Then all of my friends said they hated me and that I would be alone forever. I took my knife and started to slice open my own throat…and then I woke up.”
“Oh man,” Jimmy said, his dark eyes full of pity.
Jack couldn’t hold back any longer. His eyes squeezed shut, his lip trembled, and the tears leaked from his sweet eyes.
“Hey,” Jimmy said, patting Jack’s arm comfortingly. “There’s nothing to cry about.”
“I’m sorry.”
“You have nothing to be sorry for.”
“I feel like such a baby,” Jack whined, roughly wiping the tears off his cheeks. He felt ashamed of himself for making such a fuss. “It’s pretty silly to cry over bad dreams.”
“You had a nightmare. It’s okay to be scared, but you know that nightmares have nothing to do with reality,” Jimmy explained to him. “Lulu loves you, and I know that she would never leave you. I mean, I know that she can be a pain sometimes, but she really does love you. You should hear the way she brags about you.”
“She does?”
“Of course. She loves to tell everyone about her big, strong, wonderful husband. There are lots of people who care about you so much…including me. I love you, Jack.”
Jack smiled. “I love you, too.”
Jimmy hugged Jack.
“Nobody is going to hurt my favorite brother-in-law. Not on my watch,” Jimmy said.
“Thanks,” Jack said.
Jimmy patted Jack gently on his back. “Now let’s try to get some sleep, okay?”
“I’m not ready to go back to sleep yet,” Jack said, anxiously picking up his glass of water and taking a sip. His huge hands started to tremble again as he feared more nightmares in his future.
“That’s okay,” Jimmy said, soothingly. “I’ll stay up with you until you’re ready. Is there anything else I can do for you?”
Jack thought about it. “When I was a kid, Mom used to make me hot chocolate when I couldn’t sleep.”
Jimmy looked over at the stove. “Do you want me to make you some?”
Jack considered, but he shook his head. “No, you don’t have to do that.”
“Listen, Jack. When you go back to sleep, try to think about happy things. Think about the good times that you and Lulu had together. Think about the good times that we’ve had with our buddies. Think only happy thoughts.”
“Okay, I’ll try that.”
“Think about anything that makes you happy. You could think about drinking beer and whiskey, eating an ice cream sundae, going to the beach, having a picnic…”
“Being tickled,” Jack added, a red blush on his cheeks.
Jimmy chuckled. “Yes, I know you like to be tickled.”
Jack looked down for a moment, biting his lip. Then he looked at Jimmy with puppy dog eyes.
“Uh, Jimmy? I think some tickling might make me feel better. Umm, would you…”
“No, Jack. I will not tickle you,” Jimmy said firmly.
Jack made a sad face.
Jimmy rolled his eyes and sighed. He just had to give in. “Oh, alright, you win. But…please don’t tickle me back.”
“Okay, I won’t. Promise.” Jack smiled excitedly.
Jimmy came over and tickled Jack in his ribs, causing him to laugh loudly. He squirmed and slid out of his chair onto the floor. Jimmy stopped tickling and waited for Jack to get back into his seat.
“Lift up your arm,” Jimmy ordered.
“I can’t!” Jack said with a nervous giggle.
“You asked for this.”
“Okay…”
Jack raised his arm and let Jimmy’s finger tickle his armpit.
“HAHAHAHA!” Jack laughed, slamming his arm back down. “Stop, that tickles!”
Then Jimmy tickled the back of Jack’s neck and made him squeal with more laughter. His squirms and joyful laughs turned his plump cheeks rosy red.
Jimmy was glad that he decided to tickle Jack. It was worth it to see that big, happy smile on Jack’s face.
“There, that’s enough,” Jimmy said, patting Jack on the shoulder. “Now I think it’s time to get our asses back to bed. What do you say?”
Jack smiled and nodded yes. He was feeling better now. “Thanks for everything, Jimmy.”
“No problem, but I still don’t understand how you enjoy being tickled. I can’t stand it!” Jimmy said with a shudder.
Jack became curious about something. “Hey, Jimmy, what is your most ticklish spot?”
“I’m not telling you that!” Jimmy said, startled. “No way. That’s private.”
“Oh, come on. You can trust me. Where are you most ticklish?”
“I won’t tell you.”
“I’m just curious. Tell me!”
“No.”
Then Jack yawned. “Actually, I am kind of sleepy. I think it is time to go to bed.”
“Have good dreams this time,” Jimmy said.
“Thanks again,” Jack said.
They hugged and said goodnight to each other. Then Jimmy went back to sleep on the couch, and Jack went back upstairs to the bedroom.
Jack got into bed and pulled the blanket up to his beard. He closed his eyes and let his mind drift off to a happy place. He remembered his childhood and those sleepless nights spent bonding with his mother over delicious hot chocolate. He remembered the day that he and Lulu got married. The day he and Lulu went to the beach, he got buried in the sand, and she tickled his feet. He remembered the day he and Jimmy looked through an old photo album and then shared yummy ice cream. The day Harley Davidson and the Marlboro Man returned to the Rock N’ Roll Bar and Grille and they had a play fighting match and a nice reunion. He thought about those big burps he would let out after a great beer, and that thought made him chuckle. He thought about something that he wanted for Christmas.
Sweet, beautiful dreams welcomed Jack as he fell asleep, knowing that he was loved.
The End
#harley davidson and the marlboro man 1991#harley davidson and the marlboro man#jack daniels#jimmy jiles#hurt/comfort#bad dreams#tender#precious#adorable#ticklish big guy#tickling#male tickling#cute#fluff#ticklish#soothing#bromance#big john studd#giancarlo esposito#cute story#tickle#fanfic#sweet guy#teddy bear#kindness#console#comforting#wholesome
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Wrestling With Sin: 470
Wrestling With Sin: 470 featuring Billy Jack Haynes, Big John Studd, Tessa Blanchard and more...
Brian Damage
This is the 470th installment of the ‘Wrestling with Sin‘ series. A group of stories that delves into the darker, underbelly of pro wrestling. Many of the stories involve such subjects as sex, drugs, greed and in some cases even murder! As with every single story in the Sin series, I do not condone or condemn the alleged participants. We simply retell their stories by researching…
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#AWA#Big John Studd#Billy Jack Haynes#Daga#Deaths in Wrestling#Impact Wrestling#NWA#pro wrestling deaths#Pro wrestling scandals#Tessa Blanchard#Wrestling scandals#Wrestling With Sin#WWE#wwe scandals#WWF#WWWF
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andré the giant vs. big john studd
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Big John Studd - WWF Wrestling Superstars Bendies (LJN)
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#Roddy Piper#Big John Studd#Andre The Giant#Jimmy Snuka#Ricky Steamboat#Wendi Richter#Hulk Hogan#Paul Orndorf#Hillbilly Jim#Junkyard Dog#IRS#Iron Sheik#Greg Valentine#Tito Santana#Jim Neidhart#Barry Windham#Lou Albano#wwf#world wrestling federation
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Lucifarian Family 80s Redux: Bios:
The Princess of Gluttony: Kat Lucifarian / Katriona Reagan (1984)
The fourth of the seven sins, she lures people in with a homecooked meal, only to end up eating her guests.
"I dare not hand Bon my list of men to invite in for dinner."
Name
Full Legal Name: Katriona Titania Reagan
First Name: Katriona
Meaning: A variant of 'Catriona', the Anglicized form of both Irish 'Caitríona', and the Scottish Gaelic 'Caitrìona', both are forms of 'Katherine', from the Greek name 'Aikaterine'. The etymology is debated, it could derive from an earlier Greek name 'Hekaterine', itself from 'Hekateros' meaning 'Each of the two', it could derive from the name of the goddess 'Hecate' (from the Greek 'Hekate', possibly derived from 'Hekas' meaning 'Far off'), it could be related to Greek 'Aikia' meaning 'Torture', or it could be from s Coptic name meaning 'My consecration of your name'
Pronunciation: ka-TREE-na
Origin: Irish, Scottish
Middle Name: Titania
Meaning: Perhaps based on Latin 'Titanius' meaning 'Of the Titans'
Pronunciation: ti-TAH-nee-a
Origin: Literature
Surname: Reagan
Meaning: Anglicized form of Irish 'Ó Riagáin' meaning 'Descendant of Riagán', 'Riagán' is from Old Irish 'Riacán', probably derived fron 'Ri' 'King' combined with a diminutive suffix
Pronunciation: RAY-gan
Origin: Irish
Aliases: Kat Lucifarian, The Princess of Gluttony, The Gluttonous Princess, The Giantess of Gluttony, The Giantess of Gourmandizing, The Gluttonous Giantess, The Gourmandizing Giantess, The Princess of Gluttony Kat Lucifarian, The Gluttonous Princess Kat Lucifarian, The Giantess of Gluttony Kat Lucifarian, The Giantess of Gourmandizing Kat Lucifarian, The Gluttonous Giantess Kat Lucifarian, The Gourmandizing Giantess Kat Lucifarian
Nicknames: Kat, Rio, Titan, Nia, Rea, Gunner, Kitty, Tall-Ass, Princess K, Giantess
Titles: Miss
Characteristics
Age: 26
Gender: Female. She/Her Pronouns
Race: European (Human)
Nationality: American
Ethnicity: White (Mixed. Both Sides White) 1/2 Irish 1/2 Scottish
Birth Date: 5th January 1958
Sexuality: Demisexual, Biromantic
Religion: Raised Irish Catholic, Wiccan
Native Language: English
Spoken Languages: English, Irish Gaelic, Scots Gaelic, Spanish, French, Japanese
Relationship Status: Single
Astrological Sign: Capricorn
Theme Song: 'Rocky Road To Dublin' - The Dubliners (1964-1972), 'Walk On The Wild Side' - Lou Reed (1972-)
Voice Actor: Catherine Tate
Singing Voice: Lady Miss Kier
Geographical Characteristics
Birthplace: Ayr, South Ayrshire County, Scotland
Current Location: On The Road
Current Residence: Albany, Albany County, New York USA
Hometown: Blackrock, Dublin, Ireland
Appearance
Height: 7'0" / 213 cm
Weight: 250 lbs / 113 kg
Eye Colour: Blue
Hair Colour: Blonde
Hair Dye: None
Body Hair: N/A
Facial Hair: N/A
Tattoos: 4 (1 1/4 Arm Sleeve)
Piercings: Ear Lobe (Double, Both), Helix (Double, Both Sides)
Scars: Small Surgical & Accidental scars in random places
Clothing Style: Gothic / Geeky
Health and Fitness
Allergies: None
Alcoholic, Smoker, Drug User: Social Drinker
Illnesses/Disorders: Gigantism, Acromegaly, Short-Sightedness (Undiagnosed: Autism, Social Anxiety)
Medications: Has Glasses & Contact Lenses
Any Specific Diet: None (But eats a larger amount than the other girls)
Relationships
Allies: Ves Lucifarian, Bon Lucifarian, Nadia Lucifarian, Anna Lucifarian, Nora Lucifarian, Syn Lucifarian, André The Giant, Lou Albano
Enemies: Moolah, Wendi Richter, Big John Studd, Hulk Hogan, Lord Alfred Hayes, Dynamite Kid, Brutus Beefcake, Roddy Piper (Kind of)
Mentor: Ruaidhrí Reagan
Significant Other: None
Previous Partners: None
Parents: Ruaidhrí Reagan (56, Father), Grizel Reagan (57, Mother, Née Ross)
Parents-In-Law: None
Siblings: None
Siblings-In-Law: None
Nieces & Nephews: None
Children: None
Children-In-Law: None
Grandkids: None
Great Grandkids: None
Wrestling
Billed From: Hell Itself
Trainers: Dearbháil Ó Madaidhín, Ultán Reagan Croía Mac Ghabhann, Tomás Reagan, Brónach Grady, Séamas Reagan, Áine Desmond, Ruadhrí Reagan
Managers: Damo Lucifarian
Wrestlers Managed: None
Debut: 1964
Retired: N/A
Wrestling Style: Highflyer
Stables & Teams: An Teaghlach Reagan [The Reagan Family] (1964-1976), The Lucifarian Family (1976-)
Regular Moves: Double Leg Drop (To the Gut/Groin), Diving Leg Drop, Sitout Inverted Suplex Slam, Plancha, Mulekick, Feeding Frenzy (Wild Punches to the Gut), Organ Grinder (Dropkick), Hungry For Blood (Diving Clothesline), Consummation (Rope Aided Corner Dropkick), 666 / Number Of The Beast (Tiger Feint Kick From Between The Middle And Lowest Ropes), Vampire's Bite (Sitout Jawbreaker), Butcher's Knife Chops (Open-Handed Chops)
Finishers: Overfeeding (High-Angle Senton Bomb), Cheshire Grin (Inverted Facelock Neckbreaker), Eat Cake (Banzai Drop), Giantess Splash (Splash Into a Pin)
Refers To Fans As: The Gluttonous, The Gluttonous Ones, The Starved, The Starved Dogs
Commentary Name: The Ogress, The Giantess
Extras
Backstory: Katriona grew up as a tall child, permanently taller than everyone around her. Her mother the less successful sister of a specialist doctor, and her father the eighth of eight kids. No one knew how tall she would eventually be, and how much pain she'd end up in, before she got corrective surgery at the age of 20 (she stopped growing at 7'0"). She pays for everything in her life through wrestling (and her artwork), something she'd learnt from her family.
Katriona started wrestling professionally when she was 16, and back then she was only 6'0". Having a flair for the dramatic, and a desire to up the amount of money she could spend on food, Katriona trained to be a highflyer (and took a more comedic angle to her wrestling), and soon doubled her drawing power because of it, after all, it's not everyday that you see an (actual) giant do a backflip and succeed. Going under the mask, as a way to market herself as a potential threat, came soon after this.
Although, in reality, she knows deep down that she wears the mask to hide her face, and remain somewhat private in her everyday life. She would make people think that if the mask was removed, during a match, that she would become much more savage, and cannibalistic, and attempt to bite her opponent. Vesta talked her into becoming the Gluttonous Giantess, and soon after joining the Lucifarians, her natural height and weight advantage, put her on track for being the biggest draw of the group, a role Katriona doesn't like much.
Trivia:
Katriona's role is as the Mouth (sort of), Muscle (sort of), Brain (sort of), and the group's human scare tactic
Katriona is Blunt, Gloomy, Hard-Working, Reserved, Self-Indulgent and Sensitive
Katriona knows what she likes and what she wants
Katriona is willing to bleed 'hard-way' if needed
Katriona keeps to herself until she needs to speak or act
Katriona is extremely secretive
Katriona eats almost 24/7
Katriona won't talk to anyone when feeling down or missing home
Katriona is only 4 inches shorter than André
Katriona hates blading
Katriona only hates Piper due to his on-screen personality
Katriona hates Big John Studd because of his disrespectful nature, she hates Hulk Hogan because she thinks he's 'obnoxiously American', she hates Lord Alfred Hayes and Dynamite Kid, because they're British, and she hates Brutus Beefcake because he's 'so much' energy-wise
Katriona has always been tall, but also always been shorter than André
Katriona often references folk tales and mythology in her promos, managing to make them darker and scarier
Katriona's '666' is a modified '619', hence the numerical name
Katriona likes: Pumpkins, Camper vans, Pick-up Trucks, Orange (Both the colour & fruit), Trifle, Halloween, Easter, Pigs, Boars, Quad bikes, Chrysanthemums, Lager Shandy (Aka Panaché), Black clothing, Horror Movies, Comedy Movies
Katriona dislikes: Jellied Eels, VW beetles, Tractors, Neon Colours, Battenberg cake, Christmas, Mispronounced words (Samhain is not 'Sam-Hain'), Spiders, Moths, Turkey, Stinging nettles, Skirts, Short-shorts, Hospitals, Wasps, Social Events
Left: Katriona in 'Human form' (With her natural blue eyes)
Right: Kat in 'Demon form' (With orange eyes)
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Big John Studd vs Blackjack Mulligan Jr - 1981
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Love and Care
Fandom: WWF/CWF Real People Fiction in Wrestling
Summary: Big John Studd has a stomach ache, but he can always rely on a caring friend to help him feel better. This is a pure fluff story with hurt/comfort and lots of tickles, of course.
Characters: Big John Studd and Barbara Clary
Word Count: 978
Note: Since many people may not know her, Barbara Clary was the lovely hostess from Championship Wrestling from Florida (CWF). She had a memorable interaction with Big John Studd, and they appeared to really like each other. I decided to write this cute, fluffy story about their friendship. NOT meant to be romance. He and Barbara are just friends. Rest in Peace to dear Big John Studd.🥀
Big John Studd had become friends with Barbara Clary and her husband. He came to visit them at their home in Florida while he was in town for wrestling business. He had to wrestle that evening, but he, Barbara, and her husband were going out to lunch together. He also became acquainted with their next-door neighbors. They had a gym in their basement, and so they let Studd exercise in the gym whenever he was in the neighborhood. He and Barbara planned to go out on a lunch date later on. His workout was long and strenuous. He exercised intensely, lifting heavy weights for hours. By the time he finished working out, his stomach was hurting badly. He had a sensitive stomach, and sometimes he became nauseous after strenuous workouts. He went to the bathroom and threw up in the toilet. After losing his breakfast, he expected to feel better, but he still felt terrible.
Studd returned to Barbara’s house, holding his aching belly. Her husband was busy working in the yard.
“John, what’s wrong? Are you sick?” Barbara asked.
“It’s my stomach,” he groaned. “This happens sometimes when I work out too hard.”
“Oh no, come and lay down on the couch.”
Studd laid down on the couch, frowning, and holding his stomach. Barbara brought him a bucket to throw up in. Then she stayed beside him to comfort him.
“I’m sorry you have a tummy ache,” Barbara said. “Is there anything else I can get for you?”
“Don’t worry about me, Barbara. I’ll be fine,” Studd said, but he still looked sad and uncomfortable.
“Would you like some tea with ginger?” she asked. “That should help.”
Studd nodded. “Okay.”
Barbara went to the kitchen and prepared some hot tea with ginger. She brought him the tea.
“Here, drink this. It will make you feel better,” she said.
Studd sat up and accepted the cup. “Thanks.”
He began to slowly sip the hot tea. He wasn’t crazy about tea, but he gladly drank it. Anything to feel better. Barbara took off her shoes and sat beside him on the couch. It took a while, but he finished every last drop of tea.
Barbara put her hand on his large belly and rubbed it.
“How is your tummy?” she asked.
“It feels a little better. The tea helped.”
He put his arm around Barbara and held her close. Her head rested on his chest.
“You get tummy aches from working out?” she asked.
“Sometimes, yes, when I push myself too hard.”
“Why do you work out so hard?”
“I have to,” Studd said.
He could tell that Barbara didn’t quite understand, so he explained further.
“I need to be the biggest, strongest man in professional wrestling.”
Barbara nodded. “Oh, I see.”
She was concerned. She would never tell a wrestler what to do, but she just had to say something in this case.
“John, I hate to give you advice, but I think you should go easier on yourself.”
“You shouldn’t worry about me, honey.”
“I have to,” she said firmly.
They looked each other in the eye, and Barbara’s concern for him was clear. Studd was unaccustomed to getting advice from women, but something told him that he should listen to her.
“Take it easy next time, okay? Do it for me.”
“Well…okay.”
He kissed her on the top of the head and held her against his massive chest. They hugged for a moment. Thankfully, Studd’s nausea went away, and he felt like himself again.
“My tummy feels much happier now,” Studd said. He smiled and patted his stomach.
Barbara gave him a hug. “I’m so glad you feel better.”
“I’m getting kind of hungry,” Studd said. “Is it time for lunch yet?”
Barbara tickled his tummy to make him laugh.
“HAHAHAHA! HEY!” he laughed.
She smiled, knowing that some playful tickles were just what he needed to cheer him up completely.
“I’m ticklish!” he cried.
“I know you are,” Barbara chuckled as she continued tickling him.
He laughed and squirmed. The tickle treatment would always brighten his day.
She kept it up for a little bit longer and then stopped tickling him. Studd caught his breath.
“Thank you for taking care of me, Barbara.”
“Anytime, big guy.” She cuddled up to him.
It was lunchtime. Now that Studd was feeling better, they could go out on their lunch date. They both stood up and got ready to go. Barbara put her shoes on and then checked her purse to make sure that she had all of her belongings.
“Uh, Barbara?” Studd said in a soft, timid voice. “Could you do that again, please.”
“Do what?” she asked.
Studd blushed.
“Tickle my tummy,” he said.
Barbara smiled warmly. “Of course, Johnny. It would be my pleasure.”
She began tickling him again. He burst into laughter and fell back onto the couch, struggling and squirming happily.
“Awww. You like that, huh?” Barbara said sweetly. “Tickle, tickle, tickle…”
When Studd couldn’t take it anymore, he grabbed her hands and gently pushed them away.
“No more,” he said weakly. There was a happy smile on his face as he caught his breath.
“You’re so cute,” Barbara giggled. “Just a big baby.”
“Barbara, please,” Studd said with embarrassment. “I’m not a baby.”
“Oh, of course not!” Barbara said, stroking his huge hand.
Then Studd’s tummy made a rumbling sound. Barbara smiled knowingly.
“I think somebody is hungry,” she said.
Studd nodded. “Can we go eat now?”
“Yes, sir. Just let me grab my things.”
Barbara brushed her long hair, got her purse, and she was ready to go. Barbara’s husband had just come back from gardening. After he had washed up, they all could finally go out for lunch. They let Barbara choose the place where they would go to eat. They enjoyed the rest of the afternoon together.
The End
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Adrian Adonis
Brutus The Barber Beefcake
Andre The Giant
George The Animal Steele
B.Brian Blair
Big John Studd
Billy Jack Haynes
Cowboy Bob Orton
Bret Hitman Hart
Bruno Sammartino
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The Executioners: A Chronicle Of Kayfabe Killers In WWE
Griffin Kaye
Wrestling history is littered with recycled gimmicks, with everything from finishers to themes to looks being reinterpreted by different wrestlers, with Hulk Hogan and Ric Flair walking (even if barely these days) examples of the success of pro wrestling knock-offs. One particular often-repeated gimmick is that of The Executioner, which has seen many wrestlers down the hood over the…
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#Big John Studd#Captain Lou Albano#Dwayne Gill and Barry Hardy#Killer Kowalski#Nikolai Volkoff#Playboy Buddy Rose#Ron Shaw#Terry Gordy#The Executioner#The Executioners#WWE#WWF#WWWF
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