Zombie Jacko

Last night... Michael Jackson came back from the dead. Scientists and doctors tried new experimental methods to revive him and were able to get his heart beating again. Everyone was very excited. He was scheduled for an interview with Barbara Walters the following evening and then a performance by the end of the month.

I kept thinking, "No, he's a zombie!!! Don't you people see what you've done!?" But instead, I kept my horror inside and tried to stay calm and agreeable.

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Anonymous said…
funny dream...even in your dreams he's there...
July 16, 2009 at 5:00 AM
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