Post by 23skidoo on Oct 24, 2007 9:01:58 GMT -5
WoW, and I mean WoW! I've always looked up to Ron, I mean, He's the Man. You want advice on hair, mahogany, scotch, jazz flute, dogs, threads or guns, He's the man to speak to. But I just met someone that managed to cast a shadow over Rons perfect hair and well sculpted guns!
I was sitting in a bar in Buttonville, run by the 3rd Waye. They're a pretty hard drinking group but cant spell for shinola. So I've just knocked back a Knob Creek when I feel a draft at my back as the doors open. My ears stand alert as a pitch perfect 'SNAP' of the fingers fills them, then are relaxed by a luxurious
'Ehhhhhhhhhh'.
All around me girls are flicking hair, checking their make up or being held a little tighter by their guys. I start to turn around and see a leather clad arm hit the side of the broken Prince box. As my eyes pan back the sound of Buddy Holly starts to fill the bar. In front of me now stands this short, but perfectly formed Italian American, The Fonz! He's wearing a leather jacket, white t-shirt, jeans and biker boots, but what gets me most is his hair. How can anyone survive in this city with hair that looks soooo good.
I gather my wits and my camera and head over.
IM - 'Hi there, Channel 4 News, I was wondering what sort of product you used on your hair?'
TF - 'Ehhhhhhhhhh!'
IM - 'Have you ever heard of Ron Burgundy?'
TF - 'Ehhhhhhhhhhh!' *accompanied by 2 thumbs up*
IM - 'Is there any chance I could borrow one of these ladies?'
TF - 'Ehhhhhhhhhhh!' *2 thumbs down*
IM - 'Is there anything you'd like to say to the folically challenged out there Mr Fonzerelli?'
TF- 'Milwaukee Rocks!'
At this point The Fonz took his entourage into his 'office', although i had used it as a mens room earlier, I kept that to myself.
So Ron, if you're out there, that head of your may have a little competition. So be careful before you step out the door in future.
The rest of my week has been spent on the driving range, swatting balls and zombies of the roof of a tower block. It's theraputic, and zombie testes are not as aerodynamic as I had imagined!
On a final, serious note, I met 'smellysoccermum' in Kynch Heights. She's doing ok and wants the team to know that she'll probably miss training this sunday but will hopefully be ok for the following week.
Lets hope that goes for all of us too!
I was sitting in a bar in Buttonville, run by the 3rd Waye. They're a pretty hard drinking group but cant spell for shinola. So I've just knocked back a Knob Creek when I feel a draft at my back as the doors open. My ears stand alert as a pitch perfect 'SNAP' of the fingers fills them, then are relaxed by a luxurious
'Ehhhhhhhhhh'.
All around me girls are flicking hair, checking their make up or being held a little tighter by their guys. I start to turn around and see a leather clad arm hit the side of the broken Prince box. As my eyes pan back the sound of Buddy Holly starts to fill the bar. In front of me now stands this short, but perfectly formed Italian American, The Fonz! He's wearing a leather jacket, white t-shirt, jeans and biker boots, but what gets me most is his hair. How can anyone survive in this city with hair that looks soooo good.
I gather my wits and my camera and head over.
IM - 'Hi there, Channel 4 News, I was wondering what sort of product you used on your hair?'
TF - 'Ehhhhhhhhhh!'
IM - 'Have you ever heard of Ron Burgundy?'
TF - 'Ehhhhhhhhhhh!' *accompanied by 2 thumbs up*
IM - 'Is there any chance I could borrow one of these ladies?'
TF - 'Ehhhhhhhhhhh!' *2 thumbs down*
IM - 'Is there anything you'd like to say to the folically challenged out there Mr Fonzerelli?'
TF- 'Milwaukee Rocks!'
At this point The Fonz took his entourage into his 'office', although i had used it as a mens room earlier, I kept that to myself.
So Ron, if you're out there, that head of your may have a little competition. So be careful before you step out the door in future.
The rest of my week has been spent on the driving range, swatting balls and zombies of the roof of a tower block. It's theraputic, and zombie testes are not as aerodynamic as I had imagined!
On a final, serious note, I met 'smellysoccermum' in Kynch Heights. She's doing ok and wants the team to know that she'll probably miss training this sunday but will hopefully be ok for the following week.
Lets hope that goes for all of us too!