I dated a guy last summer. On our first date, we both admitted to liking Micheal Jackson, and listened to one of his songs while driving back from our first date.
On our last date, Micheal Jackson's death was announced, we saw it on tv while we were picking up something to eat at McDonalds. An hour later, I was left his ass in cottage country after he had pissed me off for the last time on the weekend we were sharing.
I don't remember Micheal Jackson so much, as that guy that I dated. Especially since our last date ended so disastrously, and from first date to last date Micheal Jackson, for some reason, was featured prominently in our brief interlude.
On our last date, Micheal Jackson's death was announced, we saw it on tv while we were picking up something to eat at McDonalds. An hour later, I was left his ass in cottage country after he had pissed me off for the last time on the weekend we were sharing.
I don't remember Micheal Jackson so much, as that guy that I dated. Especially since our last date ended so disastrously, and from first date to last date Micheal Jackson, for some reason, was featured prominently in our brief interlude.