As if our little blog hadn't been sad enough given all the chaos in Iran...
They say these things always happen in three's. Ed... then Farrah... and now TMZ, as well as other sources, is reporting that Michael Jackson is dead.
Well, I'll admit it: I loved that crazy bastard. But this picture - rather than the ghoulish, rubber-faced, man-boy he would eventually turn himself into - is how I'll choose to remember him.
RIP MJ. I hope you find whatever peace that so apparently eluded you on Earth... as long as that peace doesn't involve a monkey, a llama, and a whole pack of cubscouts...
Great Plates and Bumper Stickers, Cont.
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As long as you don’t trip on your wiener when going to Big Peckers, I guess?
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I had to write about him too. He changed the face of pop music and millions of people still love him.
I hope his demons are at rest now..he had SO fucking many.
If the Grim Reaper can take MJ from us, we are all susceptible.
We didn't just lose a life tonight, we lost the end of the era whereby entertainers could truly become larger than life. The cultural microscopes are far to advanced to ever allow for such a possibility.
At least Puddy recognized his excellence in the Music arena. Too many are concentrating on his faults and transgressions.
They always happen in threes. Except when they happen in ones or twos.
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