The King of Pop is dead. That's right, Michael Jackson has passed on and we are left with a weekend of every club/bar in the city playing Jackson hits. While I'm not against this posthumous display of reverence for one of music's greatest artists, I'm thinking more needs to be done.
I suggested to co-workers this morning that I should star in a one man, off-Broadway production of the life of Michael Jackson. One response was,
"I thought he was anorexic."
followed by,
"I needs to be way off Broadway."
When asked how he-she felt, Person Gaga said, "I heard he went out with a smile on his mouth and a hand on his HUH!"
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