Michaelisms

Not of the jacksonian kind.

FUNNY LITTLE THOUGHTS

(MICHAELISMS)

Something's giving me a blow job.

Urban Coke.

Spirit Lounge.

After 49,000 repititions of the exact 792 sets of 299 songs - wouldn't you, too, be crazy?!

In what ways can nothing become something?

What role did gravity play in evolution/creation of the universe?

Cloud cover.

Inversion layer.

We think french fries ore O.K. but we like patties and greul.

Fist forum.

My Eyes (and what I see with them)

Astral Paddington Bear

The past guides our hands that use the present as a tool to carve the future.

I want to spend the next 9 years of my life watching porno movies and eating tofu.

Something's broke and this time it can't be fixed.

Sometimes you have to shake a little harder to get the pepper out.

To stand against the firey darts of satan...

Indiana Jones. Come home, come home!

We all miss you here and would like

to see your shining face again.

Norm has to answer to drug charges brought against him by John.

People wear popular clothes to become more popular individuals.

Technology may lead us to our end.

Hey tofu head!

Silence is foo.

This way to a slimmer and trimmer you.

Ed. You're a beautiful man.

Potsy Weber is the son of Max Weber.

When the king sleeps....

Death is certain for those who love... for those who hate....?

Now there's a guy who really knows how to HATE!

I love forty days.

You gotta... change my hips.

Johnny is a rebel but he owns a luxury Toyota.

Beat me with a stick - I probably deserve it!

Don't date girls named "Bunny" no matter how archetypal they are.

Chop yer jaw, bubbles!

Directions to America : Go up 4 blocks, turn right and keep goin'...

Habituated Neonates.

Druck Trivers

The mind is not such a terrible thing to waste afterall.

No name is good name from now on.

Rock 'n' roll IS noise pollution.

She be ridin' a car.

Big huge droopin' tits.

This won't hurt a bit.

Let's lie!

I still hate the thing that I love. and vice-versa.

Eshun. Can you hear me?

Wash the sun.

I'm dozing! hey Beaver!

I want lips of fire- that's what I desire- That and CORN. lots of sweet, turgor pressurized CORN.