34 thoughts on “Conan! What Is Best In Life?”

  1. Now THAT is a natural redhead.

    (No, Mr. Ellis, that sort of photo is no longer shocking to me. But please do not try to shock me further, for I’m still traumatized by the eels.)

  2. Not Carrot Top, d@arby. He’s been on a weightlifting, tanning, & steroids kick for a long time. That torso looks nothing like his… yeesh.

  3. It’s weird to think some people from Observer Music Monthly are about to stumble unwittingly down the “rabbit hole”, despite a fairly charitable and serious warning. I’d feel pity for them, but Warren has now forcibly removed all my emotions save Unspeakable Horror and Impotent Awe.

  4. Well, I can’t say I wasn’t warned … hope I never have to stand next to either guy in a public toilet, not without a raincoat. Still don’t get the Conan reference, though.

  5. Sooo, the nice folks from Observer Music Monthly are going to come over and say, ‘Oh, here’s the link that nice Mr. Ellis provided us and… Conan? I LIKE Conan. Let’s see what THAT’S about.” Click…

  6. split dick. seen that.
    I am wondering at the impossibly harilessness of the 1 guy not even the trace of a folicle. How on earth does one achieve that? Full body electrolysis with gear from Mr Tesla.

  7. I’ve been on the Internets long enough that the only thing which really, really bothers me about this post… Is the tags it’s filed under.

    “Research?” Wibble.

  8. What is the research? Measurement of our gag reflex? Warren, I think you need a paddling, and I’m willing to administer it to you. :=)

  9. I have been giggling now for some five minutes. I know I should be disgusted. I know I should be horrified. I know I should, but all I can hear is monster noises and imagine them Harryhausenly nipping at one another. Thank you sir.

  10. It’s not the sight that will haunt my dreams tonight. It’s wondering “How the fuck did they DO that? Prosthesis? Surgery? Mutation? Photoshop?”

  11. It bothers me.

    No, not the split penis. The redhead’s body hair. I find that more disquieting than the split penis, and I weep for my lost innocence.

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