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Post by Ron Burgundy on Mar 18, 2007 23:19:00 GMT -5
Well, you see, it all started back in the 1920s, when the government clamped down on the sale of alcohol. Granpappy Burgundy was mighty thirsty and every year, about this time, the speakeasies all ran dry. Well, Old Man Burgundy got pissed off and said he'd run to Mexico, see if he could come back holding a few bottles. The whole Channel 4 Radio Team was waiting back at home for Granpappy Burgundy's load.
So anyhow, he's driving hard and straight down twisty mountain roads, when he stops his Tin Lizzie and says, "Blazes! I've forgotten my coin purse and pocket watch back yonder in San Diego!" So what does a Radio man do in such a situation? Why, he loads gun and moseys down to the bank!
In walks our hero to this small bank in Acapulco and what does he discover but Grandpa Wes Mantooth and the whole Evening News Team are already holding the place up! Mantooth whirles around, Butch Cassidy like, and says, "Burgundy- you on a liquor run, too?"
"Sure as she born me." Grandpappy Burgundy liked to make obscure references.
Ignoring the allusion, Mantooth continued: "Well, I say we waste these hostages, drop some acid which I've conveniently brought back from the Future, and then hop in this here time machine and spend a few years touring with Pink Floyd."
"Acid?" Says Old Man Burgundy. "Is that... like... some sort of moonshine?" Well, needless to say, it wasn't. And that's why the 60s happened.
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