That’s right, America. Cash in on the death of a pop star! Maybe we could dig up the bones of Jim Morrison, recover the ashes of Kurt Cobain and super glue the preserved corpse of Michael Jackson to a throne, and they could start a zombie band that would take over the world! Think of the market!
You never cease to disappoint me, pop culture. Why am I so attached?
The only way I’ll watch this piece of shit is if I never have to hear about how much everybody loved him ever again. You people are fucking liars.
Amen.