A film review in words and pictures
Not everyone can pull off the orange robe thing,
but then again, Ron Burgundy isn't just anyone.
This year's Republican National Convention
started like any other year.
"Yay! It's FONDUE NIGHT!!!"
"This is so awesome -- I'm staring right at her boobies!"
"DON'T hump the pretty girl's leg, you hear me?
That's Daddy's job!"
"So, thing is, Doc, I get this burning
sensation when I play with my flute."
Ah, the good old days, when you could drink and smoke at work. Or, as I call them, "weekdays."
Too late, Ron realized it was winter and the pool
had frozen over. Ron Burgundy, 1935-1974.
"Hmmm... if I didn't know better, I'd say I was looking
at a computer geek who has one hand on his lap."
"Good day, Internet. I'm Ron Burgundy, and I'm not wearing pants."
(Reviewed by The Naked Critic)