That Michael Jackson, what a character. He barely went five minutes without getting into some sort of hilarious situation.
If he wasn’t buying all sorts of ridiculous crap that he couldn’t afford, he was probably skidding around in monkey poo. People complain when we call him Wacko Jacko, but how could you not?
One thing that really did make Michael less wacky was his relationship with children. There’s just something a little bit weird about a grown man who shares his bed with kids, no matter how innocently it’s done. But Michael Jackson is dead now, so that will no longer be a problem, right? Wrong – Michael Jackson has returned from beyond the grave, and once again he’s targeting the young. The very young.
