He might have been a freak to the extreme but I still love his music. RIP MJ.

I'd also like to point out that this is the only way I will remember him... Still black, in a white suit, snuggling a baby tiger. It just seems better that way.

Also, for hilarious and completely inappropriate comments, I can always count on my dad. And I just had to document this one....

So after I heard the King of Pop had died, I called my dad, because he's a DJ, and we talk about stuff like that...

Me "Hey Dad, did you hear Michael Jackson died?"
Dad "Oh ya... super talented."
Me "I know, sad huh? Farrah Fawcett, too."
Dad "You know.... you never see them together, they might be the same person."

:o) Thanks Dad. Love ya!