01-15-2005, 12:40 PM
Your wish is granted...
You went to the video store and rented a copy of Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy. You proceeded home, popped yourself some wonderfully tasty Jiffy Pop and slumped down into the sofa to watch what you figured to be Will Ferrel's newest bit of comedy gold. But once the video was in the VCR and began to play, you reliazed that the cassette had apparently been switched with a super early pre-release copy of Halle Berry's tour de force, Catwoman. Crippled by the sheer terror of it all you began to bleed from the eyes and crumble into a mishappen, horribly disfigured mass of the man you formerly were. An effect eerily similar to what was witnessed in the horror flick The Ring, after that movie's characters watched a similarly hell sent film. Congratulations, you never saw Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy.
I wish Rock music would once again reign supreme atop the music charts of the country, leaving bubble gum pop music in its wake.
You went to the video store and rented a copy of Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy. You proceeded home, popped yourself some wonderfully tasty Jiffy Pop and slumped down into the sofa to watch what you figured to be Will Ferrel's newest bit of comedy gold. But once the video was in the VCR and began to play, you reliazed that the cassette had apparently been switched with a super early pre-release copy of Halle Berry's tour de force, Catwoman. Crippled by the sheer terror of it all you began to bleed from the eyes and crumble into a mishappen, horribly disfigured mass of the man you formerly were. An effect eerily similar to what was witnessed in the horror flick The Ring, after that movie's characters watched a similarly hell sent film. Congratulations, you never saw Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy.
I wish Rock music would once again reign supreme atop the music charts of the country, leaving bubble gum pop music in its wake.