Mr. Jackson was spotted riding his tricycle, dazed and confused, muttering something about finding Anne Heche and Margot Kidder.

Jackson prostate, held on tightly to his exo-fallopian tube whilst using his feet to gently tease the wine bottle out of his ass. The police raced to the scene hoping to share a drink with the wholesome 'Peter-Pan of pop.'

When caught, Jackson tried to apply the same reasoning to rape of a child as Cochrane had to murder - "If it doesn't fit, you must acquit."

Today in Los Angeles, Michael Jackson was escorted by a convoy of police vehicles as he attempted to recreate the bicycle scene from 'The Wizard of Oz'. Mr. Jackson was purportedly playing the witch.

ET...phone...hoooomo

Man, this soft-pedalling thing isn't working as well as I expected.

It's a pedophile, pedalling fast,
Late for his pedomorphism class!

(are you sick of me yet?)

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It's a pedophile, pedalling fast,
Late for his pedomorphism class!

(are you sick of me yet?)

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It's a pedophile, pedalling fast,
Late for his pedomorphism class!

(are you sick of me yet?)

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Oh, for crying out loud, Jacko. Surely you can afford a white Bronco like O.J.