Before work f's up your week again, I'll give you one last thing to salvage any dignity of the weekend. Thus, setting a good "footnote" on the week behind.
He's old timey and Irish, which probably means he'll beat his wife.Four weeks have past since Conan O'Brien aired his last Late Night show in the 12:35 a.m. ET slot. Since then, we were served with straight mediocrity. Wait, maybe not so mediocrity. More like shit - plain brown turd served in the form of Jimmy Fallon. I don't give a f*ck if he's just beginning. Fallon did seven seasons of Saturday Night Live, and you can tell me with a straight face that it's all beginning jitters. F*ck that. Just give us an hour variety show with just The Roots, that's it.
I'm not patient. Conan O'Brien must comeback like now. Like now now. Just get him to push over Jay Leno in his freaky chin (because you know that's where 3/4 of his body weight is...it'll keep him down for a while) and start the monologue.
With that said, I bring you a Conan flashback. Enjoy:
I'm not patient. Conan O'Brien must comeback like now. Like now now. Just get him to push over Jay Leno in his freaky chin (because you know that's where 3/4 of his body weight is...it'll keep him down for a while) and start the monologue.
With that said, I bring you a Conan flashback. Enjoy:
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