Annie Are You OK

1: The King of Soda died yesterday.

2: Do you think he’s in Heaven or Hell right now?

3: Yow!

1: Not sure, but I think I need to put my Thriller jacket on eBay.

3: You guys are scum.

2: Now is the time to sell.

1: It’s not callousness, it’s a coping mechanism.

3: Oh whatev.

2: At my mother’s funeral I lol-ed when I saw her swollen head in that casket. Everyone hated me but they just had no idea.

1: Man I used to dance just like him as a kid.

3: Everyone says that.

1: Popping and locking, all of that stuff. I even had the Smooth Criminal anti-gravity lean.

3: Liar.

2: One time at Disney World I begged my parents to let me see Captain EO but they said no and I cried and bit my mother’s fingers.

3: But by your own logic you would have laughed and made insensitive jokes before biting your mother’s fingers.

1: If I get married someday, my future wife and I will do the Pulp Fiction dance for the first dance at our wedding. Then, the bridal party will participate in an epic rendition of the Thriller dance.

3. You fantasize about your wedding reception?

2: Ha what a fruit.

3: You guys are still scum.

1: Why?

3: You don’t love him, you’re amused by him.

1: We’ve canonized him as the greatest pop icon of all time, which honestly wouldn’t even be possible without the dichotomy of his career.

3: So you’re saying you love him and you’re amused by him.

2: He’s saying his music gave him the chills while his face gave him the willies.

1: I’m saying… we take the good and the bad? I think I am saying that?

3: You guys are ridiculous.

1 and 2: Hee hee hee!~