We've had quite a few stories concerning the state of late night television. It's been too fun to ignore.

In anticipation for Conan's 60 Minutes interview this Sunday, we bring you a blast from television's past. The opening from the very first Late Night with Conan O'Brien.

It actually is pretty classic television. Conan leaves his (real) apartment and walks to his new gig. Friendly New Yorkers berate him with pressure to be as funny as his legendary predecessor David Letterman. With a classic, black comedy ending.

Unfortunately, I can't embed it for you. So just click here to see the magic.

YBNBY exclusive:

They said it wouldn't happen, but it has.

We have obtained the first photos of Sarah Palin and many of the "Drill, Baby Drill" supporters joining in the clean up of the BP oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico.

This is just incredible.
Well done.

Thandie Newton and Ricky Gervais read from the Sarah Palin porn on the Graham Norton Show. Hilarity ensues.

(Via @hellobrowneyes)

I didn't get it. In fact, I still don't get it. First, why would anyone care where the hell I was? Second, who gives a crap about "badges?" And finally, what's the point of being a mayor? Foursquare is "all the rage" and is quickly becoming the Twitter of 2010. But, for the life of me, I couldn't figure out what the point of it was.

Then someone dethroned me as the Mayor of the Shake Shack on the Upper West Side.

There was a time, much to the chagrin of my heart, that I'd eat at Shake Shack three or four times a week. Once I started testing out Foursquare, I figured I might as well check-in to the restaurant and see if I couldn't become the mayor. (The mayor is the person who checks in the most amount of times in a month) I was named the mayor rather quickly and held the title for almost four months. I expected the staff to recognize me, genuflect before me, and treat me like Norm was treated at Cheers. (None of this happened) But when some jackhole named "Jim M." took my mayorship away from me ... I was determined to get my title back, no matter what sort of detriment it caused to my cholesterol level.

You go to Google.

You type in a serious of words.

As you type, a drop down menu appears with suggestions to help you.

Sometimes these Google suggestions will make you go WTF???? And that's what we're featuring here.

What follows is a collection of 28 fantastic Google Search results.

Plus, the results when you search the YBNBY writers.

{Semi-NSFW}

Oh great, look at this. Always feminine products has a line of ecards you can send to a friend on the occasion of her period. Not just a girl's first period, but any of them. Like anyone should know. These would be great if they were at least funny, but they aren't. They are supposed to be for encouragement. What they really seem to be, besides advertising for Always, is permission (even encouragement) for a woman to a) slack off work or other activities, 2) eat chocolate, and c) be a bitch.

At my age and never having been pregnant, I've probably had more periods than 99.99% of those who read this. If I had bought into the things some girls are taught, about 20% of those years would have been spent feeling sorry for myself, and that's a serious waste of time. Sure, some women have PMS or trouble during their period, but many more just give up trying to be normal because they have an excuse. An elderly relative inquires about my daughters' status and always adds that she dreads their puberty and feels so sorry for them for all that they will have to go through. Bullshit. I don't even want my kids to hear that. If a monthly visit from Aunt Flo is going to be a real problem for any of my girls, they will find that out soon enough. There's no reason to go into quasi-adulthood with dread or fear (at least about things that aren't life-threatening), or use it as a handy excuse to drop out of life for a chunk of every month. Life is too damn short as it is.

(via Everlasting Blort)

As Scaramouch aptly put it last year, attending the Kentucky Derby "was one of the greatest sporting moments of my life." And if this image of him, cigar in hand with a smile on his face, is any indication, I completely believe him. Because YesButNoButYes won't be at the Derby this year, but we like to pretend like we are, we checked out this great article from the folks at The Inside Source on how to look your part while attending the Kentucky Derby ... or watching it from your cramped studio apartment.

The continuing saga of newscaster flubs continues. Once again, NY is leading the pack.

Scene: the NY local FOX news folks are chatting about what to call non-milk items that still call themselves "milk." You know, Soy milk, Rice milk, etc.

Now I'm with Lewis Black, milk doesn't need a friend. But this female FOX News anchor links this stuff to another non-milk but milky textured product. See if you can guess what that is.

Way to go Rosanna Scotto, Keep Fucking that chicken!

PS: Check out Miss Cellania's post on newcaster FAILS

"A group GIs stationed in Afghanistan re-made Lady Gaga's "Telephone."

Watch the whole thing cause it gets kinda freaky at about the 1:39 mark.

Well done boys.