Monday, June 13, 2005

How Creepy Can Things Get?

There is no justice in California.
If you are wealthy and like to get little boys drunk on wine, then sexually molest them, California is the place you oughtta be.
I am convinced now- the stupidest jurors on Earth can be found in California.
May all the Jackson jurors send their young sons, nephews and grandsons to Neverland Ranch for a big victory sleepover with Michael Jackson.
And if he fucks them, it's on you bunch of idiots.

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