It is really too bad he couldn't conquer his demons and enjoy his fame.
I don't give a damn about Michael Jackson.
I give a damn about everyone.
Well...okay, maybe that was a little dickish of me. I care, just not as much as the media seems to think I should.
Husk, you really are the Good Cop to my Bad Cop.
Don't get me wrong I am not planning a trip to neverland or nothing, I just think it's sad when a person famous or not has problems like he obviously did.
I'll wait till the crowds die down.
My buddy here at work and I were seriously considering driving to the Hospital to mock the candle light vigil. We decided that despite our personal feelings, respect is respect, so we opted out.
See...Campy has a soul afterall.
That, and I decided I'd rather go home to my hot wife than hang out with a bunch of weeping M.J. fans.
X2, instead of mocking them i went and hung out with campys hot wife too.
IM BACK BITCHES!