Bite The Hand That Feeds You

Put your hands together for Oobi

Conan is the hit late-night show that -if you're anyone then you've been on Conan. One night Conan was watching some TV before bed when the underground hit, Oobi comes on. Immediately Conan is captivated by the genius concept and wishes to know more. Suffice to say but Conan didn't get much sleep that night. He binged the series for the whole day and knew that Oobi was in fact a somebody that needed to be on his show. Conan requested that the puppeteer who did Oobi be on their show. No matter who he asked they always rolled their eyes at him. Conan just thought they were judging him for his choice of guest. It was like Christmas for Conan the night Oobi was to appear on his show. Against his normal habit, he didn't visit Oobi backstage as he just wanted to do it all live. The Audience was ecstatic when Conan entered the stage the lights and band were blaring and excitement was in the air. Conan grinning ear to ear announced how he came across Oobi and then sat at his desk preparing to welcome Oobi in "Ladies and gentleman please welcome Oobi!!!!" Roaring applause came in and the curtains swung open revealing Oobi. Oobi was exactly as advertised he was not a man puppeteering a set of googly eyes he was a disembodied arm from the elbow up and those were, in fact, his real eyes. Oobi waved with much vigor and gestured blowing kisses despite being one arm. Oobi moved by shuffling his stub across the ground rather slowly. Conan's mind was absolutely blown by this, he didn't expect this at all and forgot all the questions he was going to ask about his show and his career and now just wanted to ask about Oobi himself. The whole time Conan was motionless and speechless with his mouth gaped open with unblinking contact with Oobi, he was practically in a trance. Halfway through his slow shuffle to his seat Oobi became a little uncomfortable with Conan's unblinking gaze and awkwardly looked toward the audience to interact more with them. Making it to his seat Oobi lets out an exaggerated sigh since him crossing a stage is a big deal. Conan is still motionless and refusing to move. Oobi waves at him and playfully looks at the audience to then look back and whistle and say "Ah? Hello? Ummmmm Conan...... there?" Conan wiping the drool from the edge of his mouth and focusing greeted Oobi "a hhh Hi Oobi! Welcome to the show! Was it a safe trip?" Oobi sheepishly " Oobi had good trip. Yes." All of the jokes Conan was going to make went out of the window everything Conan said was between long pauses of confusion as Conan kept scanning Oobi. Oobi was a great sport about the whole thing. Conan FINALLY addressed the elephant in the room "Oobi I don't know how to ask this but...... You're just an arm right?" Oobi nods " Yes." Conan scanning Oobi hoping some answers would just hit him or something " And  is this some sort of condition?" Oobi shakes his hand "No. Umm Oobi just Oobi." squinting and leaning in "How do you function?" Oobi plainly " Like anyone else." This back and forth went on for a while and most of the jokes and events were dropped due to Conan's intense fascination with Oobi. Conan just knew he had to learn more about Oobi