Showing posts with label pop culture death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pop culture death. Show all posts

Friday, January 22, 2010

The Tonight Show with Conan O'Brien is Officially Dead












 June 1, 2009 - 
January 22, 2010


The Tonight Show is officially the laughing stock of my bedroom. Conan "The Little Red Head That Could" O'Brien, is no longer going to be NBC's scapegoat. He took a stand, got a whole bunch of money that I would never see in one lifetime, and quit this bitch. 

I once had tickets to see Conan do his thing, while I was living in LA. However, I spent way too much time accessorizing and showed up late for the taping. I was put on stand-by and never went back. I moved back home shortly after. I really upset that I was never able to see Conan, but I'm almost sure this isn't the last of him. 


As for The Tonight Show with The Chin? I had enough of him and that pre-pubescent laughter five years ago. I won't be watching that tomfoolery. I'm officially a Letterman fan. His last scandal (while disgusting and wrong on so many levels) was like a hug from Baby Jesus. I instantly liked Letterman when he admitted to being a dirty old douche bag. America doesn't need free health care, an honest talk show host will do just fine. 


Who knows? This could be the one thing that Conan needs to take over the world. With Oprah stepping down, I need a new hero. 


The name Conan is already getting a face lift. Two faces will come to mind when someone mentions the name to me. This one:



And this one:

And this one:

And this one. And this one. And this one!!!!!!!!!


Okay I had a little moment, but Jason Momoa (The Hot Bitch above) has just been cast as Conan the Barbarian in a remake of the old school Arnold Schwarzenegro movie Conan the Barbarian. Some people might know Jason from nerd porn Stargate: Atlantis, or as Lisa Bonet's hot piece, but I remember him from that dumbass Johnson's Family Vacation movie that my aunt drug me to go see. I damn near went into a coma until Jason showed up on the screen. My lady parts immediately fell in love...


Back to Conan O'Brien: 
I will miss seeing him on the tele while he's gone. I hope he makes it back soon. 

My favorite Conan moments:




And this one!

Monday, January 18, 2010

Pants on the Ground is Going to Die



I've officially had enough of pants on the ground. I didn't really like it to begin with, but I (like the rest of America) couldn't get the damn song out of my head. I sang and sang like my life depended on it and now I'm tired. I'm tired of hearing it, seeing it, laughing at it, and now I'm tired of looking at that man. I mean for real. That man is not the most attractive man in the world, so I'm officially looking away.

I'm killing the song. I'm dead serious when I say, I'm going to shoot that song in the head with a starter pistol. Oh yes...on your mark, get set, go! When the big boom goes off, the song has had it. It will be the end of a  fucking week an era.

So mark your calendars!

Pants on the Ground
January 13, 2010-January 18,2010

May it eternally looka like a fool