I’m not going to say anything about Michael Jackson. Not a word. Except this:
He’s Innocent, but is he INNOCENT?
My department was planning a “He’s off to jail” lunch today, but it’s now been changed to a “He should be going to jail, but he’s not” outing instead.
But perhaps now people will leave Michael Jackson alone to make sweet love to Macaulay Culkin in peace.
There. I've said it.
