Steven Colbert, Conan O’Brien, and Jon Stewart are having an on-going fight over who made Mike Huckabee.
I would like to offer the final answer to this fight. I, in fact, made Conan O’Brien who made all others. How did you, some lousy D-list blogger, make the supreme Conan, you ask. Well, let me tell you a story.
Many, many years ago. I was at a party in Park Slope getting sloppy on beer, when a friend introduced me to a cute guy who said he was at a writer for some new show, the Conan O’Brien show. This was in the Before Steve years and he was cute and interesting. So, what did I do to impress Mr. Cute and Interesting? I said, "boy, your show is really tanking, isn’t it?" In that quick second, I accomplished two things. One, I instantly got Mr. C & I to make some flimsy excuse for more dip in the kitchen, and I retained my pariah status. Two, I gave the Conan show my double-backward hex. All other failing shows and political candidates should come to me for similar early death pronouncements. Sure winners all of them.
Apt. 11d 