D.A.M.M.I.T.
Uch!! My luck!
Michael Jackson, in a bid to stop molesting rumors where they start (his bedroom), is ending sleepovers at the Neverland Ranch! CRAPOLA, is what I say to that!
If not Michael Jackson's bedroom, where else where I wear my $10,000 nightie?
And if not for Michael Jackson's bedroom, where else could we reminisce about the better days if I can't have my Jackee sleeping bag?
And if not for Michael Jackson's bedroom, people, I ask you, where else where I be touched inappropriately and against my will?
Hey!! I know where!
"Yeah, hello, Charlie? It's me. What's your rate these days? Hold on, hold on... (reaching into titanium bra)... 28, 29, 30... time and a place? You bring the oversized pants, I'll bring the pies and my golden pitching arm. Oh, and Charlie? Lots of hair gel this time. Later."
Michael Jackson, in a bid to stop molesting rumors where they start (his bedroom), is ending sleepovers at the Neverland Ranch! CRAPOLA, is what I say to that!
If not Michael Jackson's bedroom, where else where I wear my $10,000 nightie?
And if not for Michael Jackson's bedroom, where else could we reminisce about the better days if I can't have my Jackee sleeping bag?
And if not for Michael Jackson's bedroom, people, I ask you, where else where I be touched inappropriately and against my will?
Hey!! I know where!
"Yeah, hello, Charlie? It's me. What's your rate these days? Hold on, hold on... (reaching into titanium bra)... 28, 29, 30... time and a place? You bring the oversized pants, I'll bring the pies and my golden pitching arm. Oh, and Charlie? Lots of hair gel this time. Later."
posted by Michelle Collins on
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
