Bark twice if you're in Milwaukee!
Hello? Answer me!
I can't sleep. Ron Burgundy is in my head (not a glass cage of emotion, just my head), and he won't shut up. Not that I'd want Ron Burgundy to shut up, it's just that sleep is good. And I want it.
Not as much as I want that damn mouse to die, but it's a close second. He runs around, mocking me and my live-catching mouse trap. He races through it faster than Sonic the fucking Hedgehog, and how is it supposed to catch him if he won't slow down? Yeah, I don't know. But I do know one thing. Tommorrow I'm getting Mr. Mouse a new toy. One of those fancy lil snapper traps. You know what I'm talking about. One of the ones that bout snaps them in half when they trigger it. But with my luck, Speedy Gonzales down there will be too fast for even that. But we'll see, oh we'll see.
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You stay classy, San Diego. I'm Ron...Burgundy?
heh. That's one of my favorite parts of that movie. The other one is when Jack Black punts the dog off the bridge. I almost choked when I saw that.
Oh, and I just saw your confession about joining MySpace.
*glares*
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