I just had the strangest conversation ever with my daughter. She started to ask me questions about the way Michael Jackson died. So I started to explain he died from taking too many pills.
She: did the hunters shoot him?
Me: no, he took too many pills.
She: did you not tell him not to do that?
Me: no, not me, but his mother told him not to do that.
She: oh, good, I want to see his mother, is she still alive?
Me: yes, she is still alive but lives a long way from here.
She: where is Michael Jackson now, is he still alive?
Me: No, honey he died.
She: is he buried under the ground?
She: is he buried under the ground?
Me: yes he is.
She: I want to see his mother and ask her if I can look in the place where he is buried. I want to get the things of off him and see him in there.
End of conversation….what was that about????
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