Once upon a time, I was in my 80s/90s fame dr, and I was friends with Michael Jackson (he's a cool guy btw, very polites), and one day a nosy journalist was going “is he gay? is he gay, bruh? he's friends w/ u, he must be gay n shit (in reference to the fact I'm openly gender neutral there)” and I was like fed up and said “why, are you interested? you seem too interested in his sexual life, do you wanna fuck him or something?”, I basically turned the tables on him. He got embarrassed and went away, nd I just stood there, laughing at his face. It was a fun day.
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