It's a BOOZE LION.
I hate ads but, the beginning of this is such a jungle monster.
You're minding your own business at the bar, and for some reason you decide Oh to heck with it I'm gonna buy a bottle of Crown Royal. Only it's not booze, no, something is moving, something is emerging... something furry...
You begin screaming, "LION LION AAAARGH IT'S A FUCKING LION!!!"
It lunges at you with Claws and Teeth!
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