There is a twelve-year-old kid at the haunt whom I have come to call “Michael Jackson”, as from the very first second he sat in my chair, it was “Michael Jackson this” and “Michael Jackson that” and “Do you think Michael Jackson wore makeup?” and on and on and on. I asked him, “So, what’s up with all the Michael Jackson talk?” and he said “Well, I’ve been a fan since I was EIGHT, so like, FOREVER” and I laughed so hard. He also told me that the best part about being twelve is that he can put his arm around girls and they don’t suspect anything. This kid is a laugh riot.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"