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Recently, drunken, returning from a holiday party, we turned on the tv at an ungodly hour to see -- horror of horrors! -- something called Last Call with Carson Daly.
Disaster (The Corsair slowly pours himself a glass of Domaine Giraud Chateauneuf-du-pape 2001).
Who knew that at the late-ass hour in which Ninja's carry out covert assassinations Carson Daly is trying, desperately, to slip into the Conan O'Brien slot as he, in due turn, slips slatternly into Jay Leno's slot (Eew). One good thing, though, about watching the frankenbreasted Tara Reid's former "manbitch" prattle was that Marlon Wayans was a guest. The Wayans family, to be sure, are the Id-personified. And so, instead of leaving rudeness to the moist precincts of his fetid Wayans subconscious (Averted Gaze; insert Wayans body-function joke), Wayans wondered aloud what hath happened to Carson Daly's ass.
Don't we all?
It is now evident that Carson Daly's ass, as well as the rest of him, is concave and further receding into obscurity. He's suffering from Manorexia Nerdosa.
We need an intervention.Someone help his anemic, test-tube baby ass.
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