Last night, idly flipping through the channels on my way to bed, I stopped in at Conan O' Brien's show for a minute - long enough to be prodded into tears of laughter at the recounting (with photos) of his New Year's party which featured a champagne cork putting Max Weinberg's eye out, the producer's obsession with Asian boy hookers and Conan shooting his own nose off because of a Jack'n'Listerine-induced hallucination.

And if that doesn't make you laugh out loud, well...