You can say what you like about Michael Jackson, but never say that he didn’t have his affairs in order when he died.
Admittedly not for his kids or anything, though. But if you’re an unauthorised Michael Jackson biographer, then rest assured that Michael had you in mind on the day he died. He must have done, because that’s the only explanation for the marijuana, skin-bleaching cream, hair-growing ointments and empty bottles of anti-anxiety drugs that were reportedly found in Michael Jackson’s bedroom after his death.
Damnit, one instruction book about molesting children away from being a clean sweep. Balls.
If there’s one lesson to take from Michael Jackson’s death, it’s this – never tell your dermatologist anything.