My Committment to Sparkle Motion

jam on it.

i, for one, am durn tootin' glad that mike jack isn't going to have to share a cell with anyone that is over twelve.

i mean, seriously. the guy is an a-number one freako of galactic proportions and he probably also juices up pre-teens and likes to look at them in their tighty-whiteys -- but c'mon.

who doesn't?

and how many platinum albums have you cut? none. that's right. none plus none equals none.

i know nobody cares anymore. in the blogosphere, we've already moved on to the next craze which apparently is dressing up like characters from video games and acting them out religiously.

get a life.

i'm devoted to letting mike jack continue mutilating his face and engaging in sham matrimony.

i just hope he realizes what potential he has now to write his life into a pop-opera. i'd see that. expecially if it had a corey feldman cameo.