December 3, 2009 | Posted by Chris Sims
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There aren’t enough drunk entertainers vamping their way through songs they clearly couldn’t give two shits about, these days. (All while never putting their cigarette down, no less.) That’s what’s *wrong* with this country, I tell you!
I love how Frank’s attempt to bust Dean up laughing backfired, then later claimed both of them.
I call foul. This is a winter song, not a Christmas song. It’s an odd pet peeve, that I actually wrote an article about it once, but winter songs can be played anytime, while Christmas songs are exclusive to Christmas.
Yes, my mind works in weird ways.
All I have to say is, right this moment on television, Conan O’Brian is reading a copy of Tarot: Witch of the Black Rose.
I call foul. This is a winter song, not a Christmas song. It’s an odd pet peeve, that I actually wrote an article about it once, but winter songs can be played anytime, while Christmas songs are exclusive to Christmas.
Go cry about it, Scrooge.
I love that Dean couldn’t even be bothered to put his cigarette down, despite the fact that he’s not going to be able to smoke it while singing. Simpler times.
I think someone lost a bet.
Thank you so much for this. That was delightful.
This has officially bumped the Los Straitjackets surf rock cover version down to the Silver Medal version of A Marshmallow World.
Ring-a-ding-ding.
All I have to say is, right this moment on television, Conan O’Brian is reading a copy of Tarot: Witch of the Black Rose.
Nothing says how much The Tonight Show has changed in 40 years than that, right there.
(I hope Conan will recover; it’s plainly something that shouldn’t be attempted without grain alcohol.)