It must be awesome being a pop star. Because for the most part, you can commit crimes indiscriminately, then apologize later.
Seriously, I’ve never once heard of a pop star actually going to prison. They’ve gone to court dates, had their names dragged through the mud, but did Michael Jackson actually have to spend a day in prison? Did Britney Spears have to for conceivably flinging her babies around by their feet? Never. You have to be like Rick James to actually appear in a court, and he had to tie someone up and burn her with a crackpipe. It took that much to get him into a COURT.
Enter George Michael. George Michael has made a career out of being hilariously disturbed and signing pop songs in the 80’s – which usually requires you to be hilariously disturbed. He’s done guest appearances on Extras, where he trolls around parks looking for men to have sex with but his greatest role is in real life – where he is consistently high and does things like crash his car into one-hour photo booths.
Which he did last light at about three o’clock in the morning.
He promptly issued an apology, promising to get his life sorted out. His fans are skeptical, but they all have faith. They gotta have faith. *gunshot*
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