The King of Pop was selfishly snatched from us two years ago today. I’m sure anyone who saw me spilling blood on the dance floor at Taboo in my late teens, will attest to the fact that Mike was a major influence on the relationship I had with the dance floor. I would often woo girls into my spiderweb of Jackson moves, and before they managed to complete the sentence – “Oh my God, how did you do that?” – they would be whisked away to the bar, where an open bottle of bubbly was waiting for them. The passenger seat would recline about 20 minutes later.
That’s probably why a lot of people say I was “the 90’s answer to Locnville.”
I guess I was, but it was on a completely different level.
For starters, there was only one of me…
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