Conchita, the maid, has the day off. Too bad for Ron it's the same day he discovers what happened to that rib roast he left on the counter. Baxter, that clever little mongrel, had jumped onto the counter and absconded with it. But Baxter was a little dog, and couldn't eat all of the rib roast. He left the remains to moulder in the guest bedroom ( Read more... )

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Ron has barricaded himself in his house. Dressers and chairs have all been pulled up against all windows and outside doors. Ron, only wearing his bathrobe, paces about his house, an empty bottle of scotch in hand. "If any comes in, I'll just hit them with this." After walking on his shag carpeting, Ron flips on a light switch and gives himself ( Read more... )

By the beard of Zeus! Ron Burgundy has been fired!

Apparently, it's bad form to have the new blond intern perform oral sex on you while you read the news. How was I supposed to know the camera could see under the desk! That's shoddy craftsmanship, if you ask me.

Now I have to get another job!

I am in a glass case of emotion! *wails*

I have found myself with an unexpected house-guest! This is fantastic. Here I was, all lonely because Veronica was out of town, and one of my FAVORITE Ladies of Chaos comes knocking at the door.

I could practically smell the vulnerability coming off her. Something's got her panties in a twist...

THIS JUST IN! Oh, she's been crying. This is ( Read more... )

By the beard of Zeus!

Baxter, come to me! This is a strange place!