So my wonderful friend, The Slackmistress, recently posted a great vlog about good ol’ Daly crossing the picket lines. But I thought she had found some gross-looking kind-of-look-alike to make fun of the dude. No, that’s him. So, in honor of grossness, I present The Evolution of the Scary Carson Daly.
1997 – He enters the world of MTV.
1998 – He dates Tara Reid.
2002 – He nabs himself a late-night host gig — Last Call with Carson Daly
2004 – He still looks like his goofy self.
2005 – He sheds 30 lbs. by refraining from starving, eating no sweets, and exercise like 30-mile morning bike rides.
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2006 – He’s bug-eyed.
And finally, the picture I didn’t think was him, courtesy of Slack:
Find some greasy taters, Carson, stat! That’s not healthy. That’s plain scary.
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Just Call Me Alyce Smythee 
I could have picked a good picture, but Mr. Scabmaster won’t get the honor.
Also, we were yelling at him while he circled the block: “Carson! Join us on the picket line! We have donuts!”
His head looks like it no longer fits his body.
He looks like a Mr. Bobblehead!
Does it matter? He’s an unfunny, uncharismatic dork. Now he’s hated too.
Now his physique matches his personality – perfect!