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August 30, 2016 | celebrity | Lex Jurgen | 0 Comments
Prince Jackson capped off a day of people who ignore the ugly truth celebrating what would’ve been Michael Jackson’s 58th birthday with a poetic tribute to his dad on Instagram. If anybody should be able to pretend Michael Jackson wasn’t a serial pedophile, it would be his own children. They all seemed to think he was special. Why go through life imagining your dead dad used to fondle vulnerable children dropped off at the Neverland Ranch? Like Pink Dot delivery for child molesters. Everybody else on the planet less those three kids ought to be thinking to themselves, man, we really dropped the ball on driving that motherfucker out of town when we first saw the wrestling with Emmanuel Lewis photos.
Prince seems like an okay dude. Nineteen is a little old for boys to be penning sonnets, but losing a dad at twelve is still losing a dad at twelve. Also, maybe you pull back a bit on the Jesus: lamb: Michael Jackson metaphors until you’re really really sure all fifty of those young boys in your father’s bed checking out vintage porn were merely victims of coincidence. Otherwise, just standard shitty poetry of a college freshman aged kid. No harm, no foul. If you’re not a Jackson offspring and you’re posting Thriller meme birthday salutes, you’ve got blood on your hands. Also little boy cum on your soul. That doesn’t come out.
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