If you woke up and realised that you were now Michael Jackson...
 

(And you are still alive)

What is the first thing you would do?

check my bank balance lol

buy a ice cream truck j/k

Kill the mofo Doctor

Why Joke? I'm sure you could purchase an entire fleet of them :thumbsup

Pick my chin up and go bang my 20 million or so fanatics. ;)

Grab the super glue, paste my face back together, then take shit and smear it all over my body. After that I would masturbate to trees and stick a really pointy stick up my ass just to feel it. Then jump off a bridge and make the world a better place once again.

Withdrawal all of $$ from all my accounts..

I would moonwalk while doing lots of cocaine. I would also include GFY in a new song.

Travel the world.

harmon nailed it.

indeed he sure did! :thumbsup

I would rubba rubba

I'd have a big poo

Call Joe Paterno ...

Party at Sandusky's!!

Grab my crotch, raise my heels and go to Disneyland

-L

:thumbsup:1orglaugh

I'd gain 100 lbs, fix my face, and then fuck anything that moves.

:1orglaugh

Move to Cuba with the other "dead" gangstas.

I'd beat my fist as hard as I could so someone will dig me up!

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then id get like 10 grand of chuck e cheese tokens :winkwink: :1orglaugh

that night re open never land

If I woke up and realised that I was Michael Jackson...
 

I'd make the naked ten year boy lying next to me get out of bed and start looking for my nose.

Then I'd quietly explain to him that the tears running down his cheeks are not tears of shame - they are merely the broken souls of lost unicorns who were laid to waste when his parents let him join my "pajama" party in exchange for an autograph.

I'd ride my rollercoaster, hug a teddy bear, and have a Happy Meal. Finally, I'd call Jermaine and tell that spineless bitch of a brother to shoot Conrad Murray in the face.

As the day wore down, I`d take my penis in hand and slowly dial Macaulay Culkin`s private number.

Thanks for asking.

Visit the kindergarten.

Pound and scream inside my coffin, hoping against hope that someone, ANYONE, would hear me. Chances are no one would, and as my desperation and claustrophobia increased, so would my oxygen intake. Within probably a couple of hours I would probably pass out, (mercifully), from the low O2 levels, and high CO2 levels. I would probably continue to live for another hour or more before finally dying of asphyxiation.





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First tell us what would YOU do :pimp