June 1988
Michael eyed his assistant angrily and crossed his arms and legs.
"Hmmf," he snorted and looked away. "Look, I want the ranch. So make it happen."
Across the desk, his assistant, Mark, rubbed one temple and pursued cautiously.
"I just don't think it's a good investment. It's way too much cash and آپ don't need all that land; it's ridiculous, Michael."
"What's ridiculous is آپ not sealing this deal!" He was quickly losing his temper. Michael had been here many times before with Mark. Under normal circumstances he would have dismissed an uncouporative employee. After all, nobody told Michael Jackson what to do.
So it was a surprise to many in the Jackson camp that he elected to keep Mark on and pick-pick back and forth with him. Something that had, needless to say, not gone unnoticed and caused a bit of undisclosed gossip and giggles. Mark could drive Michael through the roof in منٹ so there must be a very good reason as to why he was still around.
"Michael why don't آپ purchase one of the lots in Beverly Hills یا Bretwald?" Michael immedietly began shaking his head back and forth sending his black curls swaying. Mark trailed off and watched as one of them caught and came to rest across his petite nose. Michael peered at him now looking disheveled and quite peculiar. Mark restrained his smirk and continued, "two یا three mil for fives acres. Come on."
"The ranch." Michael didn't blink. There was silence.
"...fine." Mark rose and snatched up his phone and folder after the announcement. He flung on his burberry کے, بربیری and faced his boss once more. "I'm going for some coffee. آپ exhaust me, Michael. آپ want anything?"
"No," Michael snipped. He stared deliberatly out the window at his brother, Randy, who was giving a spectacular walloping to something in the pool.
"Right." Mark slid from the room. Michael quickly turned and watched him interestedly as he went. Then he cleared his throat and stood. Some رس, جوس sounds pretty good, he thought, and headed for the kitchen.
Michael eyed his assistant angrily and crossed his arms and legs.
"Hmmf," he snorted and looked away. "Look, I want the ranch. So make it happen."
Across the desk, his assistant, Mark, rubbed one temple and pursued cautiously.
"I just don't think it's a good investment. It's way too much cash and آپ don't need all that land; it's ridiculous, Michael."
"What's ridiculous is آپ not sealing this deal!" He was quickly losing his temper. Michael had been here many times before with Mark. Under normal circumstances he would have dismissed an uncouporative employee. After all, nobody told Michael Jackson what to do.
So it was a surprise to many in the Jackson camp that he elected to keep Mark on and pick-pick back and forth with him. Something that had, needless to say, not gone unnoticed and caused a bit of undisclosed gossip and giggles. Mark could drive Michael through the roof in منٹ so there must be a very good reason as to why he was still around.
"Michael why don't آپ purchase one of the lots in Beverly Hills یا Bretwald?" Michael immedietly began shaking his head back and forth sending his black curls swaying. Mark trailed off and watched as one of them caught and came to rest across his petite nose. Michael peered at him now looking disheveled and quite peculiar. Mark restrained his smirk and continued, "two یا three mil for fives acres. Come on."
"The ranch." Michael didn't blink. There was silence.
"...fine." Mark rose and snatched up his phone and folder after the announcement. He flung on his burberry کے, بربیری and faced his boss once more. "I'm going for some coffee. آپ exhaust me, Michael. آپ want anything?"
"No," Michael snipped. He stared deliberatly out the window at his brother, Randy, who was giving a spectacular walloping to something in the pool.
"Right." Mark slid from the room. Michael quickly turned and watched him interestedly as he went. Then he cleared his throat and stood. Some رس, جوس sounds pretty good, he thought, and headed for the kitchen.
We've learned the story making the rounds detailing the terrible condition of Michael Jackson's body is a fake.
A رپورٹ in The Sun gave harrowing details of the body, but we've learned the "autopsy report" was fabricated and completely false.
UPDATE: The Los Angeles County coroner just released the following statement:
"The رپورٹ that is being published did not come from this office. I don't know where the information came from, یا who that information came from. It is not accurate. Some of it is totally false."
A رپورٹ in The Sun gave harrowing details of the body, but we've learned the "autopsy report" was fabricated and completely false.
UPDATE: The Los Angeles County coroner just released the following statement:
"The رپورٹ that is being published did not come from this office. I don't know where the information came from, یا who that information came from. It is not accurate. Some of it is totally false."
Michael's message:
''I left آپ with a hard pain on my heart,my time has camed so God decite it to take me to Heaven. It was a big sadness with you,but آپ had to اقدام on your way. God showed me my new,true home. I sufferd alot but I still had someone who truly Loved me and that's you,my fans,my children and family. I am an angel now and I'm watching آپ and protecting آپ all. I have alot of دوستوں here. Don't worry for me,I won't forget آپ and I know آپ won't forget me either. Follow your dreams and heal our mother Earth and try to make it a better place. I left آپ lots of wonderful music. Don't cry for me,but remember me سے طرف کی my music,dance and for my godness,everything beautiful that I done for our planet. God is protecting me and holding me in his arms. I Love آپ All with all my دل and soul! This isn't Goodbye,I know we will meet in Heaven one day! With L.O.V.E.''
Michael Jackson
''I left آپ with a hard pain on my heart,my time has camed so God decite it to take me to Heaven. It was a big sadness with you,but آپ had to اقدام on your way. God showed me my new,true home. I sufferd alot but I still had someone who truly Loved me and that's you,my fans,my children and family. I am an angel now and I'm watching آپ and protecting آپ all. I have alot of دوستوں here. Don't worry for me,I won't forget آپ and I know آپ won't forget me either. Follow your dreams and heal our mother Earth and try to make it a better place. I left آپ lots of wonderful music. Don't cry for me,but remember me سے طرف کی my music,dance and for my godness,everything beautiful that I done for our planet. God is protecting me and holding me in his arms. I Love آپ All with all my دل and soul! This isn't Goodbye,I know we will meet in Heaven one day! With L.O.V.E.''
Michael Jackson
i miss u and u know its true
it's true......
I miss u Michael RIP :'( (breaks into tears)He will always always be the king of pop forever and that will never ever change