Last Updated on: 25th April 2012, 01:58 pm
>So, the moral of the story of William Topaz McGonagall is even if you suck heartily, and people throw rotten fruit at you as you recite your horrid poetry, keep going in your suckalicious fashion, because when you die, people will love you for your complete lack of self-doubt in the face of tons of proof of your sucktitude. We’re an odd bunch, us humans, aren’t we? Now that he’s dead, everyone’s fighting over where he’s from, and they have memorials to him.
I have no more words, but I can’t stop chuckling.