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Last Call With…Carson Daly?

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“I am so going to fire my agent. Jesus fucking Christ, man. Bernie Cohen, you have worked your last fucking day as an agent, my friend. When he asked me if I wanted to do “Last Call” tonight with Weed Against Speed, I thought he meant he was finally going to hook me up with some good blow and some sweet nugs for a change. But noooooo, I’m stuck here on this piece of shit blog hosting some sort of groupthink jerkoff for a bunch of goddamn mouthbreathers who have nothing better to do than sit in front of their fucking computers all night. Fuck me running. Fuck.

Do you know who the fuck I am? I am Carson fucking Daly, jagoff. I was banging Jennifer Love Hewitt and Tara Reid before they got fat and their titties got all screwed up. I was the host of Total fucking Request Live, motherfucker, I was finger-banging Christina Aguilera while getting my asshole eaten out by Britney Spears before the herp set in on both those skanks. Fuck this noise, man. Now I host a little show on NBC called Last Call with Carson Daly. You ever heard of it? No? Fuck.

Alright, we might as well get to the menu, since that’s probably a job skill I’ll need after I’m spit out the bottom of the gay porn industry.

The Blogetizers

  • First Derivative on poker. Good stuff. [The Phoenix Pub]
  • Rockabye points out where Will Leitch went wrong in his “Ten Humans” post today on Deadspin. [The Rookies]
  • Saberhagendaaz has the exclusive pics of the newest additions to the Matthew Broderick/Sarah Jessica Parker home. [Style Points]
  • samerochocinco wants Michael Vick back. [Second-String Fullback]

The Main Course

  • Kids in the Hall: “Head Crusher Takes On A Gang”

Desserts

  • Fittingly, for our host, a scoop of Jennifer Love Hewitt and Tara Reid

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(side note: what would the world be like without the dedicated work of airbrushers. God bless them)

Alright, that’ll do it. Enjoy your evenings, folks. By the way, this is Weed again. I had to kick Carson’s no-talent ass out after he came on to me. What a freak.

Be good. Or not. Either way is fine by me.