Billy was on Conan last night, and told the story about Woodstock you could mouth along with, and then the Playboy After Dark story, and then…ah, I can’t: there is no point to Conan O’Brien.
I’m sure his family appreciates him.
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I actually have a Conan poster hanging right underneath my enormous tie dye dancing bear poster on my bedroom door
Stop liking things that suck.
Stop liking things that suck? I like your blog, how is that any different?
Ow.
Needless to say, I fucking love Conan.
And Stephen Colbert; I’ve got a Stephen Colbert poster next to my bed. Right next to my other Dead poster. Shit.
LMAO I HAVE NO CHILL
That was not meant to be taken seriously
Just like your blog
JK IM SORRY
Whatevs. We are enemies now. I cry hard. Sad.
It’s chill bro we’re still homies
Holy shit I really do type like a stereotypical teen I need to give myself a break from this indolent web lingo
P.S. Doge is cri 4 u
Typical Kreutzman. He’s on opposite Letterman’s finale. What idiot was watching Conan last night?
What idiot watches Conan any night?
sorry, I couldn’t resist.
I sincerely hope Billy dick-punched Conan.
More than once.
Conan O’Brien – testicles = Ellen DeGeneres
Conan was being his pompous self with Charlie Rose the night before Lettermen’s final show. Still believing he’s the shit, ’cause his head is so far up nhis arse.