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Never forget when La Parka/LA Park repeatedly smashes Disco Inferno with a chair and mockingly does some disco dancing Enjoy 🕺 La Parka has better dance moves than anyone even though he’s mocking Disco Inferno 😭

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Michael Nortonvor 1 Jahr

That’s La Parka’s own moves . He always did that . Penta does it once in a while to pay homage to him . Classic shit 🤣🤣🤣

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Seven Eleven Recordsvor 2 Jahren

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Sheik Anthony Hoyesvor 1 Jahr

La parka was one of my favorite mod carders. Him and Norman smiley

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Oddball Sportsvor 1 Jahr

WCW had such a solid midcard of dudes

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Robert Mirrvor 1 Jahr

This is Disco Inferno’s greatest contribution to Professional Wrestling and you can’t change my mind.

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rudyvor 1 Jahr

This was his dance on the intro to WCW/nwo revenge

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bobby dubeauvor 1 Jahr

First time seeing La Parka?

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JGDocumentariesvor 1 Jahr

He always did those dances. Those weren't mocking Disco.

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ICEnSoCalvor 1 Jahr

The Chairman of WCW. Loved that guy!!!

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TheOriginalDVKvor 1 Jahr

I miss La Parka, Psychosis and Juventud those guys where my favorites when i was a kid.

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K100 w/ Konnan & Discovor 1 Jahr

@TheRealDisco this is extremely disrespectful.

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