Doctor's orders

As I ate a mango yesterday it occurred to me that doctors always tell you to eat fresh fruit. But who even eats stale fruit? Certainly not those who can afford doctors!

Oh, Jacko.

Another day, another obituary. Is this blog depressing or what? I feel like one of those emo bloggers who write horrible poetry (read "random lines about their 'pain'") in red font. Yeah, anyways.

Michael Jackson has died.

And if you didn't know that until now, what is wrong with you?
I'm actually pretty sad about it because he was my favourie singer a whole bunch of years back. He was actually the first singer I ever liked. And I listened to only him for like 3 years. Just him. Seriously. But I wasn't really spoilt for choice back then anyways, and MJ > Hilary Duff.
It's also kind of weird because after having (very successfully) taught myself how to use uTorrent, I wondered yesterday if I should download all the Michael Jackson albums I used to have on cassette. I DIDN'T.
And then he died.
So, really, all of you should be very afraid of me and my thoughts. Apparently they kill a lot more efficiently than looks.

Here are two pictures of Michael Jackson,

one which I found fitting to the theme

and another which I have always thought as being the sweetest MJ picture ever. Which is why it was the only picture of him that I ever saved on my computer.

"Crazy courage, crazy intelligence, yo."

You may think this is a part of a rap, a song recorded by a man who thinks he's the shit. Doesn't it sound that way?
If you agree, ping!, one point. It is a rap.
What if I were to tell you it's a tribute? Do you agree to it sounding like it could be a tribute? Yes? Another point.
Whom to? Biggie? Tupac? Neither?
Neither.
It's a tribute to Benazir Bhutto. You don't have to guess who it's by. It's by her daughter. Bakhtawar Bhutto.
I am not joking. AND I AM SO GLAD I'M NOT JOKING BECAUSE THIS SONG IS THE BEST.



Three days back was Benazir's birthday. Best birthday present ever? Indeed.
Thus I have decided that the 21st was the day that really, honestly made us all proud to be Pakistanis. Because not only did Pakistan win the World Cup against Sri Lanka, we as a nation discovered that our president's daughter is a truly amazing rapper (the word amazing can be seen in many different lights here).
The Americans are obsessed with their presidents' daughters [First Daughter, My Date With The President's Daughter]. If they had our president and his daughter, they'd have a field day! WE NEED TO MARKET HER SKILLZ, YO.
I am fully willing to produce her first album. Please believe it to be your patriotic duty to donate to my Bakhtawar Bhutto Album Production Fund and then buy an original, not-pirated copy when it's released too! Thanks! Mad love, bitches.