The Michael Jackson Theory
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Disclaimer IT'S ALL JOKES. Also my grammar is bad so if you could tell me what I said and what you would say.
THE STORY
It's about Michael Jackson and the rumors about but in a funny and Scary way.
About the writer
Black....teen who rather write than robbing people
mostly take a number 2 while writing this (2pac wrote "hail Mary" when he was shiting so don't judge)
Anti social a like 1% (I guess you can see that I don't read books that's New Orleans Education for y'all blame Jefferson Paris school system) Also I'm "mean & utterly rude" so watch out for me but for real if you need a person to say fuck you and more just tell me?. (Fans sorry sometime chapters I think of come out as dumb or just unfunny or fun
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