I still can't believe that Michael Jackson is dead. He is dead, nada, no more moonwalking, no more grabbing the groin, no more incredible smooth moves.
What makes it more unbelievable is the fact that I was just working on a conspiracy theory about Michael Jackson.
Coincidence?...I think not...I always knew they were watching me. I am moving underground now where no spy camera or spy microphone will be able to reach me and my trusty lap top.
And my conspiracy theory about Michael will be available, for all the world to read, very soon.
I love you, Michaaaaaeeelll...
He's BAD...
Saturday, July 11, 2009
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