Michael Jackson (and Stoner Bill) Tribute!
Yes, only 5 days late or something. Or in Internet time, 5 years! Anyway, I'll keep it short and simple. I like everybody else on planet earth loved Michael Jackson! I loved all of him! The little kid in the J5, the zombie in Thriller, and the baby shaking madman -- it's all good! I love nuts! And nobody, but nobody went off the deep end like he did! So here are some great pictures of the king of pop in rememberance. Please enjoy them as it took me like 10 minutes to find these on the Intertrons!(and stick around for a humorous story involving a stoner, a jacket and a hard lesson!)
Michael, I love you!
Looking cool! There's lots of crazies and they all have their own fashion, but only Michael could look totally insane and badass at the same time!
Keeping it real in the Middle East! The Holy Koran states all pop stars must be covered from head to foot at all times, lest their shiny gloves tempt little children!
Jackson in jail! I do believe this may be a shop...lol
Not all men look good in a beard, but MJ look good in anything!
Not all men look good in a wheelchair, pajamas, sunglasses, a hat and a mask, but MJ...
Super classic! Funnier with the nose falling off animation, but out of respect I wont do that...
Say what you want to say about Michael, but few cared more for the children of the world than he.
Another cool outfit! The dude is light years ahead of the world of fashion.
Those damn Internet funny guys!
Ask anyone in the Jackson family, Michael was known for his joking around. He really threw the world for a loop with this one.
Hard to beat the mugshot. Nick Nolte's is good, but M has the "what, me?" totally down!
TMZ released these pictures of Michael today of him being "normal."
Here we were hanging out last year!
And now, at long last the story of Stoner Bill and the jacket. I grew up in a trailer park in White City, Oregon (yes, that's the real name, it's actually named after a Native American named Chief White). Anywhoots, my step-brother at the time was named "Little Bill" or "Stoner Bill." He was a bonefied white trash badass. He had feathered hair, a pierced ear, tattoos, sold and did drugs, listened to super loud heavy metal and dated a stripper. Oh, he would also beat the shit out of you if he didn't like you -- and he was still in highschool! He ruled our trailer park and everyone was either terrified of him or revered him.
One night he came in my room super stoned and drunk while I was asleep. I woke up and was talking to him and noticed he was wearing the red Michael Jackson jacket! The one with a zillion zippers!
I was really groggy, but I remember telling him how cool it was. He left to go smoke a joint and I fell asleep. When I woke up, I thought it was a dream or something... but on the foot of my bed was...
THE RED MICHAEL JACKSON JACKET!
I couldn't believe it! I was so happy! I wore it to school the next day and people teased the fuck out of me. It was not cool in Eagle Point junior high school where I went. Maybe if I was a cool kid it might have worked, but everywhere I went kids would ask me if I liked to "Beat it" and wouldn't stop zipping all the damn zippers. I wore it anyway. But, alas it was cheaply made and couldn't withstand the abuse of a rowdy 12 year old and fell apart. But to this day I will never forget Stoner Bill the King of the Trailer Park and his kindness. Thank you, Bill from the bottom of my heart.
Here's what he looked like.
Whelp, that's it! Goodbye Michael Jackson, R.I.P.
Oh, and to all those kids in Eagle Point Junior High... yes, I do like to beat it.