OJ and MJ are sitting at a bar, the bartender says....

I stole Michael Jackson socks

The following story is based on actual events

Once ..Shortly after the first time MJ was "accused" of child molestation

I worked on a music video of his.Tension was high

He had all these body guards that carried guns and his sister was very concerned about how big her bum was getting,I saw her boob pop out of her top way before anyone who tivo'd it at superbowl.So I think she has a lifetime of wardrobe malfunction issues. But I have the photo at least.MJ and his sister got in a fight one day because her dance routine was way cooler then his and he refused to come out of his trailer and the director had to go in and talk him down.He was so upset that everytime he yelled his voice got squeekier and more high pitched and everyone was trying not to laugh.Which as you know the more you try not to laugh the more it comes out in one of those weird gagging snorts. After the siblings resolved their issues MJ had his big dance routine with an expensive guitar he was supposed to smash and even though the crew guys cut into it to make it breakable no matter how hard he tried to smash them it wouldnt break.Much to the happiness of the crew men as they were the most gorgeous expensive sought after guitars. Mj worked up a real sweat trying to smash in the end the opted for a throw down and moonwalk away move.But he was so worried he was sweating so much that his makeup was being ruined so we had to break for 2 hours as they fixed his hair , makeup and nose i think.As he stood there three men came out and brought him fresh clothes.The actually cut off his t-shirt and sewed a new one on.It freaked me out as he was all white except his belly button. As i stood watching the man untie his shoes and pull on fresh socks I didnt notice the MTV crew filming me and if i knew they were there i would have never walked over and scooped up his socks and put them in my pocket,I would've waiting till they were gone duh!. They were shiny silver ankle socks , imagine the glove but on the foot.They were awesome, the bling of them were calling me to take them, sweat and all.

That night they asked me to take Janet's pants to the drycleaners on my way home.Except i was so tired i forgot so instead of taking them to the drycleaners i washed them in my kitchen sink and then took pictures of my room mates sniffing the crotch. If I could only figure out how to post photos.

yesterday as i was watching the news about MJ, i thought...fucking hell I stole his socks..I'm wearing a pervington's socks..but i cant throw them out as everytime i wear them i dance like I've never danced before.