You know you are a Moonwalker when you thought that the "Living With Michael Jackson" Documentary was going to be cute and fun. You finally watch it and you think to yourself, "WHAT IS THIS SHÏT THAT I'M WATCHING?!?!!!!"

You know what? FUCK Martin Bashir.
You are sooooooooo lucky I don't find you so I can take your eyes out, shove them down your throat so you can see me sliting it.

I DON'T CARE IF I GO TO JAIL, IT'S ALL IN THE NAME OF MJ.