Communism, Schmmounism. No repressive regime can hold inflatable Conan down. Not even you, Matt Lauer. Go ahead and try to hide behind the Red Curtain, dancing Big Red is going global. 

Or, even better, take the big Big Red to a strip club. Just don't go for the lunch buffet, that's Matt Lauer's time. And he hates to compete with giant inflatable talk show hosts for Misty's attention. 

Inflatable Conan just wants to stand around with the tourists at Rockefeller Center and watch your little morning show. And you have to break out the blow gun? Where in the world is your soul, Matt Lauer?

Don't do it, inflatable Conan! Don't jump! You have so much to live for! Be well and be on the lookout for Matt Lauer! His hatred of you has deflated our belief in humanity.