Saturday, May 12, 2007

A Conan-Esque Epiphany

I was flipping through this awesome book tonight, and something dawned on me.


11 comments:

Writeprocrastinator said...

So, if I eat as much garlic as I usually do, I have nothing to fear from Britney or her umbrella-wielding wrath? Cool.

Perplexio said...

I'm so glad I wasn't drinking anything when I read this as it surely would have shot right out my nose.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Sometimes it takes a sharp eye to grasp what should have been obvious to the rest of us.

deadspot said...

One of the local theatre groups put on Batboy the Musical not too long ago. It was fabulous.

Metal Mark said...

I had a friend in college who was called batboy because he had extra teeth and slightly pointed ears.

LoraLoo said...

That's just plain effing scary!

Dale said...

Your label is correct sir! Hilarious. And you're too purty to be compared to that tall drink of milk, Conan.

cube said...

lol!

And they say you don't read. How dare they!

cube said...

I'm beginning to detect a pattern here... don't you ever respond to your commenters? Ever?

BeckEye said...

Of course I do, cube. Now stop acting so batty.

cube said...

Well, at least you read them.

 

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