I forgot to mention this the other night when I was doing the Paul McCartney Really is Dead review or whatever.

According to this story, Paul was the walrus.  Why was Paul the walrus?  I’ll tell you.

Because when the rest of the Beatles went to identify Paul’s corpse at the side of the road, his head was decapitated and his face was burned and smashed up pretty badly.  Smashed up so badly, in fact, that his molars were coming through the flesh of his cheek.  Seeing this, the unfeeling policeman they were with commented, “Hey!  He looks like a walrus!  Am I right!?  Huh!?” or something to that effect.

That’s why Paul is the walrus.  Now you know.