BAD TOUR

Remember the Time" is a single par Michael Jackson Recorded in the Hit Factory Miami. The song was released par Epic Records on January 14, 1992 as the seconde single from Jackson's eighth studio album, Dangerous. Written and composed par Teddy Riley, Michael Jackson and Bernard Belle, the song was produced par Riley and Jackson. "Remember the Time" was a successful attempt par Jackson to create a New jack swing-flavored confiture with the accompaniment of co-producer Riley. Musically, the song is dance-oriented and its instruments include a piano and guitar. "Remember the Time" lyrics are about remembering...

I dont know if you' ve read it,but i thnk its hilarious!Michael was staying at my place on Dobney and was happy to come along.He really respected Burt but wondered as we all did what made him tick.Burt had ordered a bottle of xpensive french red wine,which he,carole and i were drinking.Michael never drank but that night he got interested in wine.unbelievably,he didnt even know what wine was."whats it made of?"he asked me. "grapes",i said."i like grapes,"said michael,"i think i ll try some". So we poured michael a glass and he drank it. He obviously liked it coz he drank another one. We were...

Michael jumped up and ran toward were he heard the screaming girl. He found me with a couteau in my shoulder; Michael called 911 and carried me into his room. He called Kaying from the front desk. She sprinted into Michael’s room to see what condition I was in. “She’s fading fast” a dit Kaying. Kaying tapped the knife; I let out a cry of pain, Michael held my hand. When the paramedics arrived Michael kissed my forehead, and started to cry. Kaying couldn’t ours to go so Michael volunteered. He knew he had to stay strong and not lose it. The paramedics tried to loosen up the knife, but...

Michael woke up at 6:00. "Well I guess I woke up a little early today." He says to himself. Michael was feeling better now. The women he was in l’amour with was ok. But still...He was wondering how I was going to react to what he was going to tell me. "I..I..I..can't do it." He says to himself in tears. Michael was just sitting in his lit worrying how Mccala would respond. "What if...What...If..She doesn't.." He says unable to finish his own sentence because of himself crying. "Wait...I should try...I have to...It's now ou never." He says to himself. Michael just gets up after a few minutes and...

Michael takes my hand and guides me into his home. "Wow your house is beautiful Michael." I a dit with a smile. "Why Thank toi Mccala." He replys with delight. "I'm glad you're here Mccala." He says in kind of a nervous and worried tone. "Is anything wrong Michael?" I ask with concern. "No everything is fine." He smiles. "Um ok then." I reply. Michael walks towards the cuisine then he sees someone very familar. "Mccala can toi give me a minute?" He asks. "Sure." I reply. Michael walks over to this guy and talks to him. "What were toi thinking?" "Why did toi invite that girl over there?" He says...

It's ridiculous how people can take such a wrong interpretation out of a innocent ou constructive thing toi say.

When I say that I l’amour Michael Jackson, I'm being honest, of course!, but most important, I'm not saying that I only l’amour Michael Jackson. A few times ago, I posté a article about Lisa Marie Presley, and I think I was misunderstood. My l’amour for another artists doesn't mean that I don't l’amour ou I'm betraying Michael.

I l’amour Queen, I think they are genious; Dire Straits have a very special spot in my heart; Bruce Springsteen is awesome; the Bee Gees songs are just beautiful; Led...