Last night my friend Jackie and I joined a crowd of much younger, largely white comedy nerds for the Chicago leg of Conan's "Legally Prohibited from Being Funny on Television Tour." My squees rivaled that of a schoolgirl at a Justin Bieber concert. Coco donned a replica of Eddie Murphy's leather paisley "Raw" suit. Andy mulled over life's lessons while riding a stuffed horse. Triumph compared the evening to 69ing a St. Bernard. And before he pulled the "Walker, Texas Ranger" lever (renamed the "Chuck Norris Rural Policeman Handle" for legal reasons), John C. Reilly had these sage words for the crowd: "Don't ever watch The Tonight Show again. I'm not legally prohibited from shit. We tell it like it is in Chicago."
My special flair for the occasion.
A fan sells her wares outside the show.
The lull before...