Correction: in Pt. 1, that should have read Anchorman III: Run Ron Burgundy Run! The San Diego City Councilman Story. That's Burgundy. Not Jeremy.
Thanks to our keen-eyed readership for the tipoff - and thanks also for the discretion in e-mailing me, rather than slapping it in the comments for all to see, so I look like an idiot!
In the forest of our modern media explosion, discretion is an increasingly rare bird.
Thanks to our keen-eyed readership for the tipoff - and thanks also for the discretion in e-mailing me, rather than slapping it in the comments for all to see, so I look like an idiot!
In the forest of our modern media explosion, discretion is an increasingly rare bird.
Comments
I'm even following myself!
You can never escape from Shadowman! which ever way you turn, there he is, attached to your every move! following you like a Follow McFollower, unless, you know, it becomes overcast.
What the hell, Mel, I'm usually right on your heels whenever you go tearing off in some mad, wild direction but I think you good and lost me on that one.
No worries! I always know where I can be found.
And #2, it's totally worth it for that hunk of gold, too. I mean, it's got to be, right? That's GOLD.
Gold is also its own kind of gold. The gold kind.