Hey, everyone, come and see how good I look. It is anchorman, not anchorlady! And that is a scientific fact.When this all gets sorted out, I think you and me should get an apartment together. I have many leather-bound books, and my apartment smells of rich mahogany. You’re watching Channel 4 News with five-time Emmy award-winning anchor Ron Burgundy and T*ts McGee.Then we parted ways, never to see each other again. I met her in the bathroom of a K-Mart, and we made out for hours. She was Brazilian, or Chinese, or something weird.Are you trying to tell me that there’s a party in your pants and that I’m invited.I’m sorry Veronica… we’ve had this discussion before.The only way to bag a classy lady is to give her two tickets to the gun show and see if she likes the goods.Hey everyone! Come and see how good I look. Okay, before we start, let’s go over the ground rules.I’m going to do the thing that God put Rod Burgundy on this Earth to do: Have salon-quality hair and read the news.Where’d you get those clothes? The toilet store.I mean, that really got out of hand fast. It’s so damn hot… milk was a bad choice.Who the hell is Julius Caesar? You know I don’t follow the NBA.I’m gonna punch you in the ovary, that’s what I’m gonna do. ![]()
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