This is why I'm going to miss Conan

This blog is supposedly dedicated to the "strange" humor of the day. It hasn't been very strange at all lately, mostly because I'm not taking enough risks (and the stakes are off the charts when you run a traffic heavy blog such as this). Anyways, this short clip comes from a now extinct show which I will forever miss. Late Night with Conan O'brien was and forever will be the greatest talk show in the history of television. Like with most of my favorite Conan sketches, there's really nothing to get. You just kind of wonder "Why?" A lot of the time, the show feels like some inside joke between Conan and the writers. Even when they bomb, the jokes work, because it all plays back perfectly to the self-depricating nature of the show. It's brilliant. Was brilliant.

Just two dope boys and a Cadillac.

If you're gonna go to Vegas, ya gotta go in style (although, I can see how hawaiian shirts might be a little misleading). In this instance, we were trying to pass for a couple of high rollers... but in the end, no comped rooms, no free buffets--mostly just strange looks and pity. Oh well, it's funnier that way. Bonus: we now have the cover photo for our much anticipated rap album (gold tanks, caddies and dobermans will be photoshopped in later)

I have two fingers..















This guy and this girl will end up together, give birth to the cutest children the world has ever seen, and create endless youtube hits.