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Michael Jackson’s Ghost Warned Amy Winehouse Off Drugs. Obviously.
The day the forces of the undead and the deaddead join together in an unholy union has arrived. Live in fear, peons. For you see, the recently (the other year) died-but-didn't Amy Winehouse has been haunted by the ghost of the recently (the other month) died-but-did Michael Jackson. But why did Jackson visit her, of all people? Why, to warn her of the dangers of drugs, obviously. It would seem his spirit learned faster than his body did.
The day the forces of the undead and the deaddead join together in an unholy union has arrived. Live in fear, peons. For you see, the recently (the other year) died-but-didn't Amy Winehouse has been haunted by the ghost of the recently (the other month) died-but-did Michael Jackson. But why did Jackson visit her, of all people? Why, to warn her of the dangers of drugs, obviously. It would seem his spirit learned faster than his body did.
Lisa Marie Presley Politely Introduces Her New Children To Elvis’ Super-Dead Ghost
If you were Elvis, and you were dead but all these fantastic songs kept popping into your head and you just had to let the public hear them, you'd probably possess the body of your chunky daughter to get the job done. And while you inhabited that body you'd probably use its hands to wipe away all the sweat you didn't know your little girl had to deal with every time she ate. Like father like daughter. When you weren't wiping away the sweat, though, you'd use her hands to record the most incredible music the world has ever known. hecklerspray's theory is that this is where we got Lisa Marie's two solo records from. That's why they're written so impeccably from the perspective of someone who died from a severe over-consumption of hotdogs and chocolate cake. Think about it. But speaking of Elvis' ghost - Lisa Marie still speaks to Elvis' ghost. Isn't that interesting? We have their recent summed up conversation for you on the next page.
If you were Elvis, and you were dead but all these fantastic songs kept popping into your head and you just had to let the public hear them, you'd probably possess the body of your chunky daughter to get the job done. And while you inhabited that body you'd probably use its hands to wipe away all the sweat you didn't know your little girl had to deal with every time she ate. Like father like daughter. When you weren't wiping away the sweat, though, you'd use her hands to record the most incredible music the world has ever known. hecklerspray's theory is that this is where we got Lisa Marie's two solo records from. That's why they're written so impeccably from the perspective of someone who died from a severe over-consumption of hotdogs and chocolate cake. Think about it. But speaking of Elvis' ghost - Lisa Marie still speaks to Elvis' ghost. Isn't that interesting? We have their recent summed up conversation for you on the next page.
