Ron Burgandy

narration There was a time, a time before cable. When the local anchorman reigned supreme. When people believed everything they heard on TV. This was an age when only men were allowed to read the news. And in San Diego, one anchorman was more man then the rest. His name was Ron Burgundy. He was like a god walking amongst mere mortals. He had a voice that could make a wolverine purr and suits so fine they made Sinatra look like a hobo. In other words, Ron Burgundy was the balls.

Ron Burgandy: (looking at his reflection in the mirror) Mmmmm... I look good. I mean really good. Hey everyone... come and see how good I look.

135👍 18👎

ur ma

the northern irish way of saying "yo momma", mostly used by spides in a fight

Stevie: aye ur ma
Johnny: wa mate?

76👍 28👎