Thursday, June 25

I Have A Problem Called...

I don't really believe that Michael Jackson is dead. Oops. I just broke one of my blog rules. The one that doesn't allow me to say names like that on my special blog, the one that reflects my thoughts and such. It does not belong here. The only time I ever even think the name of Michael Jackson is when I hear one of his songs and hate it.

Anyways, I don't think he's really dead. I think that it was all staged. I think that Heath Ledger's death was staged also. Don't you think that they got tired of all the publicity? And wanted peace? I do. And I think they found it in some sort of anonymity. It's like The Incredibles. You know, how the super heroes live among us normal people and we don't even know it? Yes. Just like that.

P.S. You are allowed to disagree with me. You just better have a good explanation. Like, you have to be the coroner. Or exhume the bodies.
Here is a picture of Heath. Do not ask for one of Michael. This is still my blog, even if I did break one of the rules.


  1. Isn't it illegal to fake your death? And if Ledger still paid his taxes even though dead, I think word would leak out.

  2. Who said he was living in America? Nothing is really illegal. There are just those who get caught and those who don't!

  3. This is a job for Mulder and Scully!

  4. I hope that he is dead. Poor man was sick. He needed to not be here anymore.

  5. I think their lives were staged. Death is the only real thing in their lives.


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