While so many no-talents, windbags and gollywogs can't stop sitting in front of a GooTube camcorder and babbling, ranting, or singing stupid songs, THIS gorilla-tranny took the hint!
Nobody gave him a record deal or asked him to appear on REAL TV, so he stopped.
Scoring a pathetic trifecta (bad lighting, bad music, and bad looks), this clod sputtered and muttered through a bunch of miserable original songs and then took a tip from W.C. Fields:
"If at first you don't succeed, quit. No use making a damn fool out of yourself."
He tried. He failed. Hell, he even went to a charity shop so he could wear a different sweaty shirt for every shitty song.
He didn't belabor his mediocrity by "networking" 5,000 strangers to be his friend on FARCEBOOK. He didn't caw like a cow cunt on TWATTER. He sure didn't invade Kickstarter whining about wanting a new microphone, clean clothes or a decent haircut.
So here's a warm and appreciative farewell, quoting The Invisible Man himself:
"I always said you were a dirty little coward. You're a dirty sneaking little rat as well. Goodbye!"
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