Sex with Michael Jackson!

[Gil (imported)]

SIRIUS News recently reported that MJ has had like eight nose jobs; the first being at age 24. This stems from his Dad calling him "big nose" when he was a kid - it really bugged him.

Just think, if his Dad had called MJ "big dick", he'd be a woman by now.... wait a minute.

[bobov (imported)]

Now Gil, as someone whose avatar is a little rubber ducky, are sure you wouldn't want Michael to initiate you into the mysteries of sex?

Old Softee, the person in your avatar is a certified cutie. If he weren't so busy pruning his hedge, he might be of real use to me. If only Michael knew how to appreciate someone like you, he might be co-hosting a talk show with Ellen DeGeneres now instead of being prosecuted.

[Blaise (imported)]

Now Gil, as someone whose avatar is a little rubber ducky, are sure you wouldn't want Michael to initiate you into the mysteries of sex?

Old Softee, the person in your avatar is a certified cutie. If he weren't so busy pruning his hedge, he might be of real use to me. If only Michael knew how to appreciate someone like you, he might be co-hosting a talk show with Ellen DeGeneres now instead of being prosecuted.

Poor Michael! Thanks. I am choking a chicken (ceramic one) in the picture.

[A-1 (imported)]

Bobov sez...

If only Michael knew how to appreciate someone like you, he might be co-hosting a talk show with Ellen DeGeneres now instead of being prosecuted.

So, the burning question on everyone's mind is....

If Michael Jackson had a sex change and became Ellen DeGeneres' lover, would she still be a Lesbian, or if so, then would this make Michael a Lesbian, too?

You know, this is more confusing than the first Father's Day after my Senior Prom...

A-1

[Dave (imported)]

oh, BOBOV. . .

the thought of even being alone in a room with MJ makes me want to puke.

He is repulsive and revolting and YUCKIE ! ! ! !

The thought of sex with him is infinitely repulsive,

In fact, in the set of MJ repulsivity, there is an infinite number of repulsions...

Think of it philosophically - an infinite number of sets that are infinitely repulsive ...

[A-1 (imported)]

Dave says...

the thought of even being alone in a room with MJ makes me want to puke.

He is repulsive and revolting and YUCKIE ! ! ! !

...maybe so, but the little boys all agree that he does give good head...

GAWD!

Did I say that ?

But HEY! Did you hear that M.J.'s case got thrown out of court yesterday?

It seems that the Paparazzi took pictures of Michael out behind the court house eating a Brownie for lunch...

YES, A-1 TAKE YOUR PUNISHMENT...

A-1

[Gil (imported)]

Thanks. I am choking a chicken (ceramic one) in the picture.

That's a chicken? It has always to me appeard that you were cocking your Glock. A very rich and deep metaphor, thought I, all things considered. I am disappointed both that my eyesight let me down, and my mind would fill in the blanks in so weird a way.

BTW, I really liked your old avatar. It had a haunting, almost other worldly quality to it. But you are better looking than whatever that critter was in the old avatar. And if that were I Glock I thought I saw, almost as haunting.

[Gil (imported)]

Now Gil, as someone whose avatar is a little rubber ducky, are sure you wouldn't want Michael to initiate you into the mysteries of sex?

The ducky is a metaphor for order (ducks in a row) and tranquility (a duck on a pond). The thing has his ass planted on a red wood deck to ensure that neither quality is disturbed by the likes of Michael.

Oh yeah.... did I say no thanks? Make mine a lawn mower!

[A-1 (imported)]

Softee,,,

...this is my weapon, and this is my gun...

...this is for shooting and this is for fun...

You choose.

A-1

[bobov (imported)]

With apologies to Robert Burns for my altered version of his classic poem "My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose" -

My Mike is Like a Red, Red Rose

0, my Mike is like a red, red rose,

that's newly sprung in June.

0, my Mike is like a melody,

that's sweetly play'd in tune.

As fair Mike is, my bonnie lad,

so deep in love am I,

And I will love Mike still, my Mike,

till a' the seas gang dry.

Till a' the seas gang dry, my Mike,

and the rocks melt wi' the sun!

And I will love Mike still, my dear,

while the sands of life shall run.

And fare the weel, my only love!

And fare the well awhile!

And I will come again, my love.

Tho it were ten thousand mile!