Voicemail: This is George Michael, I am on a bender so leave me a message...
Well, I guess it would be nice if I could say that I am not a little bit upset with you, George. However, that is not the case. I am a tad embarrassed. We have been through so many times together, and now you are really making a mess of things. I looked up to George, you were my Father Figure.
I didn't say anything when you got caught in the restroom trying to hook up with that police officer. Hell, George, we have all done it thought about it. You're at the urinal and a nice looking lad steps up next to you. You are sure he is doing more than "shaking it" and you get the urge to go down on him help him out. I've been there. I understand, wanting his sex, so I thought nothing of it. Besides, I thought for a second it was going to re-kindle your career here in America. You even did that great video making fun of it. But to no avail. You career is as about as dead as Britney's. And that is saying something.
George, I am not even upset that you are in your 40's and still partying like an immature idiot a rock star. That's what the music biz is all about, right? The thing that really gets me going is how reckless you are about it. First, you get caught slumped over the wheel of your car with some drugs in your possession. And now you hit a whole line of parked cars, you get out to survey the damage and let everyone see who did the deed, and then you get back in the car and drive off. What's next- dating Kate Moss? Singing lead vocals for Babyshambles?
Dude, you've got the money. If you are gonna party like that, hire a fucking driver!
I still have Faith!
Love ya, operatorLA
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Maybe we should all be Praying for Time...
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