It must have been an awful sight,
To witness in the dusky kitchen light,
While the Plumber did laugh, and angry did bray,
Knees down on the linoleum that day,
Oh! ill-fated sight on the linoleum that day,
I must now conclude my lay
By telling the world fearlessly without the least dismay,
That some nice suspenders would not have given way,
At least many sensible men do say,
Had they been supported to hide his buttresses,
At least many sensible men confesses,
For the higher our pants, God knows,
The less chance our ass to expose.
Drawn from here and here after the pie graph below was mocked here and a Vogon poetry threat was unleashed here. It's funny how the human brain works and it's also funny how my brain works. Who knew that there could be a more cringe-worthy use of "buttresses" outside McGonagall?