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Tuesday, June 14, 2005
not guilty on all charges....
of course.
only in america.
if i had my way, he would be thrown in jail for buying all the beatles songs and fucking making goddamn nike commercials out of them. "revolution" is not a goddamn sneaker commercial. john lennon rolled over in his grave. paul mccartney tried to buy back that song from jackson for like 27 million or some shit so that it wouldn't be used in such a way and michael jackson told him no. he should be fucking buttraped for that alone. not to mention the fact that he's a goddamn kidfucker.
and who the fuck are these people that hang out on the courthouse steps and cheer after acquittal verdicts?
where's a guy on a tower with a scope and a rifle when you need one?
now, to be fair...
i did keep up with the trial a little bit and i did feel that the case was a little shaky. i knew he would be acquitted, but i still held out some hope. hope is a dangerous thing. makes a man go crazy sometimes.
but i do know this, you don't pay someone 20 million dollars to keep quiet and not press charges if you're innocent. and you don't pay off another family 2 million, if you're innocent. the fucking freak is a goddamn kidfucker. okay. fine. period.
just look at him for christ's sake. the man, and i use the term man loosely, is deranged.
fuck him.
feed him to the sharks.
and another thing....
i'm sick and tired of hearing how goddamn talented he is. and how he's the greatest entertainer of our generation. and how he's a musical genius.
give me a break.
last i checked, musical geniuses play a goddamn instrument.
okay, so he invented the moonwalk. fine.
i say stick his skinny white ass in a fucking cannon and shoot his balls to the moon. there's a fucking moonwalk i'd like to see. i'd pay top dollar for that.
and here's a new law i'd like to pass.
any parent who sends there kids to spend the night at neverland, are shot down like dogs in the streets and are fed to the pigs.
and fuck you too, lisa marie presley. don't you think i've forgotten about that shit. your daddy would fucking karate kick you in your goddamn teeth if he knew about that. and tell your mom to lay off the plastic surgery. i know she was fucking that karate instructor while she was married to your dad. i read the book so shut the fuck up, bitch.
and your record sucks ass, too.
but getting back to the point....
which was...
america, america... god shed his grace on thee.
yeah whatever,
scott
posted by Scott at 1:35 AM
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