Rest In Peace Beloved Hoax

Less than ten months ago, on June 25, 2009 when Michael Jackson was supposedly rushed from 100 North Carolwood Drive to the UCLA hospital, a hoax was born. Sadly it lived a short life and before a year passed it was dead.

Thanks to people like Amy Sampson, Souza, Mo, and Badkolo and insanely run hoax forums it was doomed to die. It was almost a conspiracy to kill the hoax.

From the very beginning Amy Sampson screwed with members and moderators alike. Using the hoax as a way of making money from advertising and always looking to make more money with various schemes such as "premium membership" and selling t-shirts - looking back Auntie Amy was nothing more than a poor mans forerunner to Brian Oxman.

Along came MJKit which later became the S&M Concentration Camp. With a trio of Nazi fucks running the place anyone who had an idea that disagreed with the official forum stance on a subject was instantly ridiculed and banned. Yet the dumb fucks wonder why the "Nazi" tag sticks. Soon the topics about the hoax were weeded out to make way for the topics about the Illuminati, Mind Control, and a bunch of other conspiracy theories that had little, if anything, to do with Michael Jackson.

Thrown in to the mix we have MJHD.NET which has little do with the actual hoax and is more an amateur psychology unit with emotional support and flowers everywhere. In all honesty MJHD.NET is more like a fan forum as opposed to a hoax forum. Topics such as "I Had A Dream Last Night" "I'm Feeling Sad Today" are there for members to offer their advice and thoughts.

So we come to today. The day the hoax dies. In actual fact it is not the day the hoax dies it is the day the investigation of the hoax dies. All the people that made the hoax forums places where information and ideas were shared and discussed have gone. What is left is a shell of what could have been. Everything could have been so much more, so much bigger, just a lot more than it is.

So at this solemn time I'd like to personally say something to the various members of the forums, the people that have left the forums because of the way they were treated, and the admins of the current forums.

To the S&M Concentration Camp members that are left: The Nazis are constantly saying to open your eyes to the Illuminati and their tricks. But the members that remain should open their eyes to how previous members have been treated and why they are no longer there.

To the MJHD.NET flower shop members that are left. None of you are trained psychologists; and none of you are ever going to replace Google image search. Some horny 300 lb woman sat at a computer wants to see pictures of Michael Jackson wearing gold pants they can search for them. Learning to use something useful like a search engine might be more useful than putting up some flower smiley and clicking next. As for how people are feeling, everyone has a shit day nobody really cares. A few people put up a hug smiley and a flower smiley and instantly forget what your problem is because they have their own which are more important.

To Souza & Mo: Forget the Illuminati bullshit. You want to do a forum on the Illuminati and all the secrets they supposedly have create a separate website. Remember you are MJDHI stick to the topic. RFID chips have nothing to do with Michael. Then once you get back on track, start to treat your members better. It is good to have differences of opinion it opens discussion. Stop treating everyone who disagrees with you as a piece of shit; you know no more than them. Finally, get your egos back in check. You used to be good investigators in the hoax then somewhere along the line you seemed to think you were the fucking best thing since sliced bread and everyone else was beneath you. Truth is we are all on this journey together nobody really knows anything for sure a lot of it is speculation.

To Lara: Get your forum in order. Forget all the emotional support shit and the dreams. If some fucking person has some pseudo-erotic dream about MJ it has nothing to do with the actual hoax. There are already enough MJ fan sites and forums they can put that stuff. Then you need to get your moderators in order. If they are going to follow instructions they need to do it all the time not just when it suits them. Inconsistency in rules is just as bad as having none and making them up on the fly.

To all the people that left the hoax forums: Get together and create a forum where investigation and the hoax are not only the main topics but the topics. A lot of you are great investigators and made the original MJHD what it was. All together you could make one of the most informative hoax forums around.

If these few things do not happen the hoax will die. It will be seen as some conspiracy which the public will always view as some Illuminati bullshit theory when it is much more than that.

Peace.

Legal Notice: The opinion in this post is merely the opinion of someone who uses a dog as an identity. It is not satire just a vision of what will happen if the hoax forums stay on their current paths.

The Concentration Camp Is At It Again

What the fuck is wrong with the Dutch duo and their gay sidekick Bumkolo? No matter how they try to act they always show their true colors eventually.

And this time by ganging up and attacking MJFanForeverAndADay (Maura). And why the attack? Because she made a mistake on an emblem, and suggested that Michael might be related to the Rothschild family. Big fucking deal.

And lo and behold stepping out from the shadows is Bumkolo who mentions that they have paid $500 on research. So why is the bankrupt fucker living at home with his Mommy? Bumkolo put the cash to something useful like moving into your own place.

But this is what the fuck is wrong with the S&M forum. A member makes a mistake and instead of discussing it and working on it the Admins and the moderator jump all over the member and attack her. And the dumb fucks wonder why it is considered a concentration camp.

An open message to Souza, Mo, and Badkolo,

If you want your forum to succeed and flourish the first thing is to remember that without members your forum is nothing. You have had theories in the past that have fallen flat on their faces, but nobody is allowed to say on your forum that you may be wrong otherwise they get banned and ridiculed.

If you think something is wrong, as you run a forum, you have to discuss it and not just jump on members for voicing an opinion. Your forum is not a blog, is not a personal opinion, it is a collaboration of all members ideas and theories. As stated without members you have nothing.

And what is wrong with ideas you don't agree with? It opens up discussion, it allows other members to see other opinions. And if you want to bitch that this blog is merely my opinion - that is because it is a blog; but allow everyone to comment on this blog with their opinions of agreement or disagreement - hell all three of you have commented here.

But the most important thing that remains now is that you have created a divide between yourselves and your members. You have your members afraid to say anything against any of your theories because they will be banned for disagreement. You complain that this blog calls you Nazi cunts yet you act exactly the way the Nazis acted. You even admitted on this blog you watch what members say.

Half of your members know that you are BOW. It was no big shock when BOW started on about "Souza and Mo are more correct". Propaganda and drama - exactly the same shit you learned from Auntie Amy. Only difference was Amy did it with more style; and kept the respect of her members right up until the end.

Now I know all your little fucking pets are going to bitch about this post. Think I give a fuck? No. But if you see this post as a bashing of you and the forum it proves how fucking far up each others asses you really are. This post is merely giving notice that you are slowly losing your grip on reality and just how unimportant you really are.

MJHD Conspiracy



Peace.

Janet Jackson Speaks Exclusively

Since suggesting that there may be something between Janet Jackson and Conrad Murray I was contacted by Janet's manager, Kenneth Crear, wondering if I would do a phone interview with Janet so that she could set the record straight. I agreed as long as I was given permission to place the contents of the conversation unedited on this blog. This was eventually agreed to by Kenneth Crear.

So earlier today I dialed 1-800-CALLJANET and the following took place.

Janet: Hi, this is Janet. If you would like playtime fantasies press one, for kinky stuff press two, and for all other calls press three.
Me: Umm is this Janet Jackson?
Janet: Who is this and why are you calling?
Me: MJHD Conspiracy, and your manager said to call.
Janet: Oh the dog blogger. What the hell is wrong with you? I was looking at your blog and you suggest I'm dating Conrad Murray.
Me: Well, in all honesty it was done as a joke.
Janet: I don't care. You are one sick individual with your fascination with lesbians, Nazis, and Dutch people. What the fuck is a Bumkolo any way?
Me: Well it is not a fascination. And a Bumkolo is a bankrupt faggot that lives with his Mommy.
Janet: You have a problem with gay people?
Me: Just bankrupt ones that wear gay sunglasses and talk shit.
Janet: And the Nazi shit?
Me: Well that is a comparative statement. Not that the Dutch duo are Nazis; just they act like it. Thought it was funny to call their forum Auschwitz.
Janet: A lot of people died at Auschwitz during World War One.
Me: Surely you mean World War Two?
Janet: Does it matter? I mean thousands die so sixty years later you can use it for making jokes. That just isn't right.
Me: I suppose when you put it like that it sounds bad. But the comparison is still funny. People just need to lighten up a little.
Janet: Lighten up? You are fucking sick, I don't even know why I agreed to talk to you. Millions of Jews die, and you use it for humor and that is lightening things up a bit?
Me: Well, even though it was funny there was only so far I could take the Auntie Amy wearing diapers stuff. Next thing was how Souza and Mo was running their concentration camp, I mean forum.
Janet: And now you are having a go at me and my brothers for reforming the Jackson 5?
Me: Yeah sort of. It's like this. If you had steak, and then someone forms ground beef into the shape of steak still doesn't make it steak.
Janet: You saying I am ground beef?
Me: Better than chopped liver surely?
Janet: Well yes, but still.
Me: So did you read the whole blog or just the parts with you in it?
Janet: I read some of it. But to be honest a lot of it was just about dirty diapers which I didn't understand the connection to anything.
Me: Oh that, that was Auntie Amy she was the original admin at MJHD.COM.
Janet: She must be one sick bitch. I went to MJHD.COM and it was full of pornography.
Me: MJHD.COM is just short for MichaelJacksonHoaxDeath.COM.
Janet: What? Michael is running the website?
Me: No, it is a website/forum about Michael hoaxing his death.
Janet: Oh, they know then?
Me: Well yeah. So Conrad Murray what is going to happen there?
Janet: We have no marriage plans.
Me: I was actually on about legal proceedings. By the way what is his real name?
Janet: I call him Snookums.
Me: Not what I meant. But OK. So why is Jermaine so gung-ho about a Jackson 5 reunion?
Janet: Between you and me it is because he'll do anything to make money off Michael's legacy. I don't need the money but Jermaine does. Last night I actually caught him going through my trash.
Me: Did you let him in and feed him?
Janet: No way. I called 911.
Me: So you don't get on with Jermaine?
Janet: Get serious. Nobody does. He is an arrogant asshole. Mum said the other day she wishes she had kept the afterbirth and thrown Jermaine away.
Me: So, about you and Conrad Murray - do you have a tattoo of him?
Janet: Well I sent Conrad the picture you put up and he laughed. He said that if only you knew where it was.
Me: So where is it?
Janet: That would be telling, but needless to say I sit on Conrad a lot.
Me: Changing subject quickly - any chance of Michael making a comeback soon?
Janet: Remember the time of death was 2:26 and the date soon will be 2/26.
Me: So he will be back in a couple of days?
Janet: He may be, but then again he may not be.
Me: Did you watch This Is It?
Janet: I was going to but there was a preview of Avatar on at the same time. So I missed it. Some friends said it was good though. Conrad watched it on DVD the other night.
Me: So how do you think you will do replacing Michael?
Janet: Do you mind if I sing?
Me: No, go ahead.
Janet: ABC its easy as 132...
Me: Sorry, isn't that meant to be 123?
Janet: I'm putting my own twist on it.
Me: It doesn't really work though. Might be why people think there should be no Jackson 5 without Michael.
Janet: What the fuck. I can do anything I want.
Me: Within reason I suppose so. But you cannot change the lyrics, that is going too far.
Janet: Fuck you. This conversation is over.

At that point Janet hung up the phone. When I tried to call back all I got was voicemail.

Peace.

Legal Notice: This conversation may not have taken place, and if it did it may not have been like this at all. There is no evidence to suggest Badkolo is gay except those sunglasses. There is no proof that Janet and Conrad are dating.

New Header - New Era And All That

As most will have noticed the header of this forum has changed. It went from:


To:



The reason for the change is because too many fucking retards are taking themselves seriously. Come on people, you have "The Cat", "New Dawg In Town", "Gorilla Roars", and "All Seeing Eye". How the fuck do you expect to be taken seriously? How fucking dumb are you? Did any of you stupid fucking cunts sit there and go "Oh I'll call myself The Cat because we have a dog already, that will make my whole argument, and blog, credible."?

You all jumped up and started whining about THIS blog for attacking people and yet that is exactly what you do. Fucking hypocrites lighten up. This blog is littered with what I consider humor. Do I give a flying fuck if a few dumb animals cannot get humor? No, I don't give two shits. Actually it makes me laugh, that you create these hate blogs against a blog.

And to answer a few points these lame animals have asked, and given their incorrect point of view, here are some facts that you never bothered to look in to.

Why keep going on about Auntie Amy? Simple, the fucking stupid bitch wears diapers as a fetish. That shit is funny as hell. Come on the subtle humor in the Admin of a MJ Hoax Death forum wearing diapers while she administers the forum is just a funny visual to imagine. You couldn't write something as funny as that. And if it wasn't true why did the stupid bitch close the forum down when it was revealed? She proved it was true by her actions.

Do I have a grudge against the Aussie, diaper wearing, ex-Admin? Yes, just for her lies. No I am not an ex-moderator that is out on a personal vendetta against her because I was fired. I just started the blog because I saw through her lies.

Do I care that people are creating blogs attacking THIS blog? No, it is fucking funny as hell. Because these lame blogging animals are taking the whole thing too seriously. Come on, the S&M forum is practically the Illuminati headquarters; absolutely nothing to do with Michael Jackson. The whole situation just has so much humor in it now that you have to laugh.

What next? The animals creating manifestos? The animals all grouping together to see which one will get to the top of the pack? Give it up, nobody gives a shit - the only thing people care about is what you write.

Peace.

Pussy Cat Pussy Cat Where Have You Been?

So in the latest post on the Pussy Blog, it seems the cat has an issue with the whole story idea; and how it was executed.

"It appears The Mutt likes to write little plays and skits. He particularly seems to enjoy writing about real people being maimed and murdered. Okay, making fun of people is one thing. Even writing a stupid little skit is acceptable, even if not very tasteful. But to write about real people killing eachother or being killed? I think that crosses a line somewhere, and I think The Mutt needs to stop this.

Some skits can be funny; but people dying is not. People attempting to murder Michael Jackson and killing E-Cas is not funny either. It is sick, twisted, morbid and just plain wrong. What is wrong with you, Mutt?"

That is what the fucking pussy had to say. What is wrong with me? Nothing, I wrote a story which had a few people in it die. Nothing wrong with that. What is wrong with you though Pussy?

You fucking lame cunt, you bitch that it is sick, twisted, morbid and just plain wrong for me to write about people getting killed yet you read the whole thing. Mo was first shot in part one. In part two her being dead was mentioned and Bumkolo was shot. So if it really upset you that much why the fuck bother reading to the end. Nobody forced you to read it you dumb fucking faggot pussy. Bitch away about people dying in a fictional story, that you read the entire thing, and you look like a fucking retarded crack whore that is just dying for another hit.

Then you ramble on about how Amy is long gone. That is your second mistake. Life #2 is gone. Auntie Amy still owns MJHD.COM you dumb fucker. Do your fucking research before you bitch you ignoramus cock-sucking cunt. GoDaddy still hasn't been updated since December 14, 2009. Now if you had read previous posts and comments the cum-guzzling faggot Bumkolo said 30 days to transfer it. And that has been and gone. So why is it still sitting on Auntie Amy's account number?

You want to take this all high and mighty stance that I'm wrong, you are right bullshit. But the truth is I am right and you are wrong. I type like an asshole, say whatever the fuck I want and that is it. You on the other hand Pussy try to make out you are doing this for another reason yet your doing the exact same thing I do. Judging people by what they type. Judging people by their actions. Only difference is I admit it and don't try to hide it.

And as your reading there is an addendum to "The Final Chapter" just for you.

As Mo watched her member numbers grow by the second. She looked out of the window. There trying to cross the road was a cat. She watched as it edged to the curb. Then she watched as it went to cross the road. It made it safely to the other side. As the cat sat to lick itself, a lone gunshot was heard. Nobody knew where it came from. The cat was lying on the sidewalk its brains oozing into the very cracks. Nobody even noticed the cat. Nobody cared. As the cat's dead body laid there a passing dog licked at it and in a single motion took a hold of the cat's heart in its mouth. Tugging at the bloody sinew eventually the dog had the heart released from the corpse. The dog wandered away not caring one iota for the cat. Mo looked back at her screen, the member numbers were still rising.

Life #3 gone. Only six left. Use them wisely.

Peace.

The Final Chapter

Previously ... Mo was killed by Souza with a single gunshot, Bumkolo was killed by Henda with a single gunshot, Henda was killed by Amy by being blown up, and Souza was killed by Mo with a shower hose. Yeah I know it is fucked up that Mo was never really dead but sometimes things happen for a reason.

Mo awoke from her sleep, she looked over at Amy lying next to her on the bed, she lifted the covers and looked down. She still couldn't get over the fact that Amy had a Paul Hogan tattoo on her back. She looked at the clock and realized it was time.

Mo: Wake up Amy.
Amy: (still half asleep) I'll be up in five minutes Michael.
Mo: What? Michael? That's a man.
Amy: What? Morning honey.
Mo: Get dressed. We have to go do this.
Amy: Yeah in a few, I need my beauty sleep.
Mo: Just get fucking dressed we haven't got that long.
Amy: Oh someone woke up crabby.
Mo: Come on. I'll make some coffee.

After drinking coffee, and relaxing for a while, Mo and Amy started their journey in Amy's VW Beetle; Savage Garden was playing on the radio. Amy looked nervous as she drove. Mo sat in the passenger seat, checking the gun, making sure everything was ready. The song finished on the radio and the DJ spoke "G'day cobbers it's a fantastic day here in Brisbane and if your thinking of going to the Entertainment Arena to see Michael Jackson give a speech you better hurry up. It's 98 degrees out there so cover up and be safe. And now for a classic from INXS." Amy turned the radio off.

Mo: You know we have to do this.
Amy: But why? Why can't we just forget it.
Mo: It has to be done. It is what needs to be done. How can we keep the forum going if we don't?
Amy: But I could just create another website.
Mo: About Michael?
Amy: I was thinking of DiapersAndPeanutButter.com.
Mo: Well don't think just drive.
Amy: Or AmyAndMo.com.
Mo: Yeah, whatever, just get us there.
Amy: Are you sure about this?
Mo: Very.

Arriving at the Entertainment Arena Mo handed the gun to Amy. Amy took the gun; she didn't want to but her love for Mo meant she had no other choice. She slipped the small gun into the waistband of her jeans. They went in. Security were randomly checking people as they entered the building. Mo walked past the security guards without a problem, but Amy was asked to step to the side.

Guard: Excuse miss would you mind removing your jacket?
Amy: What for?
Guard: Just a security check. Nothing major.
Amy: But my girlfriend went through.
Guard: Well just take of the jacket and you can go through once you have been checked.
Amy: But. But...

As Amy started to take off her jacket her nerves were going haywire. Her hands were sweating as she unzipped her jacket.

Guard: Bit warm for a jacket?
Amy: Uh yeah. I have skin cancer.
Guard: Sorry to hear that.
Amy: It's OK.
Guard: Holy fucking shit! Is that who I think it is?
Amy: Yeah.
Guard: A fucking Paul Hogan tattoo on your arm. Now that is classy. I hope they make another Crocodile Dundee film.
Amy: You like the films?
Guard: Strewth. I watch them all at least once a week. Well as a fellow Paul Hogan fan you can go through.

Amy breathed a sigh of relief. She was sure the gun was hidden enough but didn't want to take any risks. She caught up to Mo who was waiting anxiously. They headed into the main arena. Pushing their way to the front they split up, Amy going to the left, and Mo going to the right. Then without too much delay Michael stepped on stage and walked to the podium. Amy thought it weird that she had not heard an announcement. Michael stood at the podium and started to speak. "Thank you, thank you very much. This is it. No, really this time it truly is it..." Amy was looking at him something didn't seem right. She looked over and saw Mo stood there watching her. Mo nodded towards Michael. This was the signal that Amy had been waiting for. She pulled the gun from her waistband, pointed it at Michael, and shouted "FOR MJHD" She let out two shots; both hitting Michael.

No sooner had the shots been fired pandemonium went through the entire arena. People were diving to the ground, covering their heads. Mothers were grabbing their children and covering them. It was complete madness. Then another shot was heard. Amy fell to the ground. A single shot to the head. Mo looked over to see that Amy had been shot, and started to make her way to the doors.

Mo ran from the arena, in all the pandemonium she had managed to get away without being stopped. She leaned against a wall out of breath. She smiled. Everything had gone according to her plan. She never intended to share the top spot with Amy; just use her. She had to get to a computer. She had to finish the last stage of her plan.

Sitting in a little cyber cafe Mo registered the domain MichaelJacksonDead.com. She set up a front page and forum exactly as Amy had taught her. This was too easy she thought to herself, all the grieving fans will be at my website donating money. I'm going to be rich.

She waited for her email to load up, as she did she turned around to watch the TV that was on in the corner of the cafe. She saw that it was about Michael being shot. She called over for someone to turn up the TV. The reporter started to speak.

"I'm outside the Entertainment Arena, here in downtown Brisbane. Just a couple of hours ago a woman, who the police have named as Amy Sampson, shot who she thought was Michael Jackson. Police shot her and she died instantly. Just to recap Michael Jackson is alive but unfortunately E'Casanova is dead."

Mo couldn't believe it. She slammed her fist down on the table. Then she smiled, the smile then broke into laughter. She checked her email. There was the one she had been waiting for:

Thank you for choosing GoDaddy as your hosting company. The following domains have been successfully registered.

www.MichaelJacksonDead.com
www.MichaelJacksonLivesForever.com

Please contact Technical Support if you have any questions regarding this transaction. Once again thank you for choosing GoDaddy.

Mo checked the website. Three members had already joined MichaelJacksonLivesForever; and one had donated $10.

Peace.

The Plot Thickens More Than Grandma's Gravy

Previously ... Henda proved his stupidity and was killed by Amy. Souza admitted her love to Amy; and flew off to Brisbane.

As the airplane landed Souza could already smell the Kangaroo shit. The airport was full of people and Souza still felt like she was being watched. As she picked her bag off the carousel she wondered who was watching her. Was it the FBI? Was it Interpol? Was it Amy? She puckered up her lips and blew a kiss into the air just in case it was Amy.

As she went outside to get a taxi her cell phone rang.

Souza: Hello.
Amy: Hey it is Amy.
Souza: Are you at the airport?
Amy: No, just get your ass over here.
Souza: I'm now getting in a taxi.
Amy: I'll throw another shrimp or two on the barbie then.

Before Souza had a chance to reply the phone was silent. The taxi ride to Amy's house was uneventful. She knocked on the door. The door opened, there stood Amy. Souza could not contain her excitement, she dropped her luggage, and threw her arms around Amy. As she went to kiss her on the lips Amy stepped back and said "Whoa there. Slow it down." Souza composed herself and started digging through her luggage for the gift she had brought for Amy. She turned around and handed Amy an Edam cheese with a neon pink g-string on it. Amy said "Thanks."

As they walked through the house Amy placed the cheese on a small desk and promised herself to throw it out later. Once in the garden, Amy sat with Souza at the patio table. Souza couldn't control her emotions - a mixture of excitement, fear, and sadness.

Souza: Amy I think someone is watching me.
Amy: You are just paranoid. Who do you think is watching you?
Souza: I don't know I just have this feeling.
Amy: You are worrying about nothing.
Souza: What about all the murders? What about Mo, Kolo, and Henda?
Amy: Relax. Nobody knows. Here, have a beer.
Souza: What about Michael?
Amy: Don't mention him. Just relax. Everything will be alright.
Souza: I'm glad I have you.
Amy: Yeah. I would be too.

The two sat at the table chatting about the 'good old days' and how they had concocted various outlandish theories and drama to keep everyone interested in the forums and clicking the adverts and paypal button of the old MJHD. Amy was telling Souza what she had purchased with the money when Souza's phone rang. Souza answered the phone, but there was nobody there.

Amy said that Souza looked tired and once they had eaten she should rest and try and get a little sleep.

They ate. Amy showed Souza to the guest room, and apologized for the stacks of diapers; but explained they were an offer she just couldn't refuse. Souza looked around the room there must have been at least five thousand diapers. She thought how the members of MJHD would feel to know where their donations went.

Amy was about to leave the room when Souza said "Do you mind if I take a shower? I had a quick knuckle shuffle on the airplane and really need to clean up." Amy said "Sure." As Amy left she didn't hear Souza say "I love you."

Souza was in the shower, when she heard the door. She smiled to herself. Maybe Amy had taken the g-string off that Edam and was going to come and wash her back. She stood in the shower, shivering, waiting for the curtain to be pulled back.

Suddenly the curtain was pulled back. There stood Mo in nothing but a diaper. Souza stood motionless in shock. Mo smiled. Souza started to cry. Mo stepped into the shower. Souza wrapped her arms around Mo. Mo pushed her back.

Souza: How are you here? How are you alive? I killed you.
Mo: No you didn't. The bullet missed any vital organs I just went in to shock.
Souza: I'm so glad you are alive. I don't know what I was thinking.
Mo: It doesn't matter. I forgive you.

Mo leaned forward again, Souza wrapped her arms around Mo. Mo reached behind Souza and took the shower head and started to wrap the shower hose around Souza's neck. As she pulled it tight Souza started to panic. She screamed "Noooo." Mo pulled tighter and tighter until Souza's body went limp. She released the shower hose and watched Souza's body slump in the tub. She looked down at Souza and spat. "Don't fucking shoot me!"

As Mo stepped out of the shower, laughing, Amy met her and kissed her.

Mo: It was fun to watch her die.
Amy: At least that disgusting distraction is out of the way.
Mo: Good. Now back to business.
Amy: It will all be completed soon.

The pair left the bathroom and made their way to the master bedroom.

Peace.

Same Scam - Same Old Henda

So Henda has finally graced MJHD.NET with his presence. Oh boy they never learn. Tell you what, why not ask the Double Dong team nicely and they might let you change your name to MJHD.COM.

What the fuck are you thinking? Let all these fuckers that created drama on MJHD.COM in on MJHD.NET and watch it fucking sink down the fucking toilet. Way to go. Might as well pack your shit up now; because within five months it will be in the same state that MJHD.COM was in when that shut down.

Firstly Henda joins under the topic "I'm Back". Big fucking deal. Let me ask them to roll the fucking red carpet out. Sorry, but nobody even knew you were gone; or cared. But what the fuck seems you went to the bother of announcing "I'm back" might as welcome you back... "Welcome back fuck stain. MJHD.NET needs an overinflated ego and look here you are."

Sorry but did anyone even know Henda had ever not been around? I thought he'd fucked off to jack off to WWE and Fishing magazines.

But don't give this guy time to breathe because he has an idea. On the second day of being a member he wants to drag a shitty idea over from MJHD.COM. Great idea. Bring Amy with you, she'll keep the members in line as it seems Lara may not be up to the job with all the monkey business she is allowing to go on. Lara, just as a suggestion, ban 4thetruth and Tis_ruthy, those two lying cunts were both in that Michael Jackson scam together. The only boyfriend involved is whichever one decided to be the butch bitch that night.

Anyway I digress again, Henda comes to MJHD.NET and wants to start a fund just like he suggested at MJHD.COM. Way to go genius. The idea never happened there what makes you think it is going to happen here. But wait, it involves PayPal. Truly the student has learned from the master; and Amy has taught this boy well.

Wake up. If it looks like shit, and it smells like shit you don't have to buy it to know it is shit. Get a fund together, cream some off the top. Wait, WWE King Of The Ring is pay-per-view; that is what he needs the money for - and Henda it is not King Of The Ring like you are thinking. He should of at least been honest and just said "Buy a band so I can jack off to Chris Jericho when he sweats."

You want to buy a band, buy the one below:



Peace.

Plan D - The Plan That Was Not To Be

Previously ... Bumkolo failed in his attempt to kidnap Michael Jackson; and was shot by Henda who then made his way to Holland. Amy put plan D in to effect.

Henda got off the airplane, Souza was there to meet him, as he saw her he said "Guten Morgen." Souza laughed at his stupidity and said "Welkom bij Holland u aap." Henda just smiled not knowing that Souza had just called him a monkey. His language skills in his own native English were bad enough but any foreign language he was fucked.

They drove to Souza's apartment, Souza avoiding all the questions that Henda asked about Mo. She didn't trust him. She couldn't tell him that Mo's naked, dead, body was in the trunk. As they drove the conversation turned to plan D.

Henda: So what is plan D?
Souza: Amy never said.
Henda: Well who knows then?
Souza: Amy knows that is all that matters. Kolo knew but you killed him.
Henda: That is what Amy wanted.
Souza: No! She wants me.
Henda: What?
Souza: Nothing.
Henda: So when do we find out about plan D?
Souza: Amy said she would email the details over.
Henda: Great. Can we pick up some pie and chips?

Souza never answered his question. Her mind was on the dead bodies that were piling up. First Mo and now Bumkolo. She asked herself how many more there was going to be. The more she thought about it the more she knew that no matter what they had to finish what they had started.

Once at Souza's apartment; Souza opened her email. She marked all the lesbian porn as important and promised herself to read them later. She opened the email from Amy.

Souza

It is most important that you carry out the instructions in this email to the letter. Everything is planned. Plan D cannot, and will not, fail. This is what I need you to do.

A package will arrive. Give the package to Henda and ensure that he drives alone to the location indicated on the attached map. When he gets there tell him to wait. When the time is right he will know what to do. As soon as he has finished get the fuck out of Holland.

Love Amy

Souza smiled as she read the last part. It was signed "love". She smiled. She wanted to touch herself. As she thought about Amy she kept seeing flashbacks of Mo's face. Somewhat like the scene from Lion King Souza saw Mo's face fade in and say "Souza don't do it. You know it is wrong. No matter what I love you." Souza closed her eyes, Mo was gone once again and the only thing she could see was Amy's face.

The doorbell rang, which confused Souza seems the postman usually knocked twice, she went to the door. There, stood before her, was a guy who just pushed the package into her hands and left.

Souza went back and gave the package to Henda. He looked at it.

Henda: So what is in here?
Souza: Fucked if I know.
Henda: You haven't been fucked in ages you dyke.
Souza: Shut up faggot. Here's the map Amy sent, the route is marked.
Henda: Fuck you drive it.
Souza: Amy said you have to drive.
Henda: Why have you got all these pictures of Amy any way?
Souza: Just fuck off and drive.
Henda: Wish me luck.
Souza: Yeah.

Henda put the package on the passenger seat. He was tempted to look inside and see what it was but as usual his A.D.D. kicked in and he forgot what he was thinking of doing. He put his Elton John CD in and sped along the highway to the tones of Candle In The Wind.

He arrived at the destination. He smacked the GPS system thinking he must be in the wrong place. The screen just went blank. He decided to call Amy to see where he was meant to be.

Amy: G'Day, Diapers Unlimited. What is your fetish?
Henda: What? This is Henda.
Amy: Sorry, thought you were a client.
Henda: Are you sure I'm in the right place?
Amy: Did you go where I told you to go?
Henda: Yes ...
Amy: Well don't fucking question me then. Just sit there and wait.
Henda: OK.
Amy: Anything else?
Henda: No, not really, just that I think Souza loves you.
Amy: What the fuck... Hang on I have another call don't call this number again.

Henda sat there waiting. Elton John crooning through the car sound system. Suddenly his cell phone rang. It was Souza.

Souza: Hey it's time.
Henda: What time for teletubbies? Doesn't matter I set the VCR.
Souza: What? Forget it. Just open the box. Follow the instructions. And hey Henda ...
Henda: Yeah.
Souza: Goodbye.
Henda: What?

The phone went silent. Henda picked up the package off the passenger seat, placed it on his lap, and started to open it. As he pulled the box flaps apart, he saw a note, he looked at the note. All it said was "Goodbye". Suddenly there was an explosion. The car ripped apart like Souza at a butch lesbian convention. Henda was dead; his body parts scattered.

Fire engines, ambulances, and police cars arrived. The flames were extinguished. Policemen started looking at the scene in detail, no evidence of foul play. Just a dead man and a completely wrecked car.

Over at Souza's apartment Souza received a call.

Amy: Hey it's Amy.
Souza: Hey, I was just masturbating to your picture.
Amy: What?
Souza: Never mind.
Amy: Whatever. Get the fuck out of Holland now. Get to an airport and fly to Brisbane Airport. I'll meet you there.
Souza: What about Henda?
Amy: He's dead.
Souza: Fuck. What? How?
Amy: No time to answer questions get to the fucking airport.
Souza: OK. I love you.
Amy: Umm yeah I love you too.

Souza put the phone down and got dressed. She headed to the airport. She got a ticket to Brisbane where she was finally going to be with the woman she loved. As she waited in the airport she felt like she was constantly being watched.

Peace.

What The Fuck Is Going On?

A video explaining that some people refuse to look in to things for themselves. No matter how many times they are told that something is going on they blindly keep themselves in their 'safe' world without questioning anything.



Peace.

After The Darkside - The Kidnap

Once again, previously ... Michael is back. Amy is back. Souza has declared to herself her love for Amy. Plan C is in effect.

JFK Airport, 11.55AM, Saturday, June 26, 2010

Bumkolo pulled up in his Toyota Prius, his George Michael CD blaring, he knew why he was here but didn't know the exact details. Then he got a call on his cell phone:

Bumkolo: Hello big boy, did you just wake?
Amy: What?
Bumkolo: Oh, Amy, I'm here. What do I do?
Amy: Follow Plan C.
Bumkolo: Which is what?
Amy: Don't ask questions. Just get Michael.
Bumkolo: How?
Amy: I told you no questions.

Amy hung up the phone. Bumkolo was confused even more than usual. He knew he needed money, but he didn't think he'd be kidnapping Michael to get it. He was about to get back in his Prius when he remembered his Mom's words "You are a lazy little faggot and if you don't start giving me some money you can live on the fucking streets for all I care. You are going to get AIDS anyway." A lonely tear streaked from behind his glittering sunglasses.

JFK Airport, 11:59AM

Following the crowds Bumkolo made his way to where Michael was going to give his speech. He still didn't know how he was going to distract Michael, but he also knew that if he didn't his Mom would be right. He looked across the crowd, it was full of people holding "Welcome Back Michael" and "We Love You Michael" signs, he pushed his way to the front.

JFK Airport, 12:01PM

The doors opened, two burly bodyguards walked through, cameras started flashing, the crowd started screaming. Bumkolo couldn't take his eyes off the doors. Any second now Michael would be walking through.

More bodyguards came through the doors; then Michael came through the doors. Bumkolo looked and started to try to work out how to get at him. There was too many bodyguards to just grab him and run.

JFK Airport, 12:03PM

Michael made his way on to the stage that had been prepared. He climbed up the stairs. He made his way to the podium. He leaned towards the microphone and said: "Thank you for this welcome, I feel the LOVE. I am back, no really I am back ..." Bumkolo listened but the words drifted off to silence as he thought of how to get Michael. Then very reminiscent of Obi-Wan Kenobi in Star Wars, Mo's spirit appeared beside him and said "Use the force Kolo, use the force." Bumkolo blinked and just as fast as she had appeared Mo had gone.

JFK Airport, 12:06PM

Michael continued to speak on stage "I want to speak to my fans, my real fans, and thank them for their support." Bumkolo knew now was his only time, if he didn't do something soon there would be no chance. He walked to the side of the stage. Just as Michael was leaving it, he reached out to take hold of Michael, but just as he did he noticed Henda. What was he doing here? He was still looking at Henda when Michael walked past him. He was still looking at Henda, as Henda pulled out a gun. He was still looking at Henda when he heard the shot. He stopped looking at Henda as he fell to the ground.

With all the confusion Henda slipped out like he had done to so many men before.

Somewhere In Holland, 12:11PM

Souza pulled her fingers out of her mouth, how she wished it was Amy she was tasting rather than just herself. The phone rang:

Souza: Hello.
Amy: Kolo is dead.
Souza: What?
Amy: Kolo is dead. Are you deaf?
Souza: No.
Amy: Henda will be arriving in Holland in 11 hours. Meet him.
Souza: OK, but I still need to get rid of Mo's body.
Amy: I don't care. Plan C failed.
Souza: So now what?
Amy: Plan D of course.

The phone went silent. Souza knew she had to pick up Henda. She had to get rid of Mo's body, she had to find out what plan D was.

Peace.

After The Theory - The Darkside

Just like the Jack5ons show ... Previously ... On June 25, 2010 Michael announced his return. Souza shot Mo for no reason other than she could. Henda11 wrote an email to Souza and Mo so that he didn't look as dumb as he really is. Auntie Amy rallied the troops and started the rebirth of MJHD.

With Mo out of the picture Souza was able to pursue the true love that she lusted after. That true love was Auntie Amy. But as Souza thought lovingly about Amy she wondered about Bumkolo, he had gone from cheap Thai male sluts to sailors that he picked up at the docks; he needed someone more stable. Then like a drug induced theory it hit her; Henda was the ideal person for Bumkolo. Henda liked wrestling, so he would most likely like a greasy naked man on him, he liked fishing so he would have no problem guzzling down Bumkolo's hot fish yogurt.

But as she pondered on this considerable thought she remembered Michael had announced his return the night before. What the fuck could she do? How the fuck did Amy intend to bring MJHD back like a phoenix from the ashes when Michael was alive and well?

Souza got up off her fat ass and turned the TV on. She still had not found the TV remote control since Mo had used it as a sex toy. Michael was everywhere no matter which channel she turned to. Every single channel was showing the statement Michael gave to the media last night. She sat and watched as the statement replayed from the TV.

"I am back, no really I am back..." Souza never heard the end of the speech as the phone rang. She answered the phone, it was Amy; who sounded really excited:

Amy: Souza, I have it figured out. I know what we can do.
Souza: What? Do? When? Where? Umm is this Amy?
Amy: Yes it is. Now shut up and listen. I know how we can keep the forum going.
Souza: How? Michael is back, it is all over.
Amy: SHUT UP
Souza: Ooh I love it when your forceful...
Amy: What?
Souza: Sorry, what are we going to do?
Amy: We are going to kidnap Michael and then the forum will get more traffic than Five's fat ass.
Souza: You can't be serious.
Amy: I am serious. And I have it all planned out.
Souza: How? Michael only announced his return a few hours ago.
Amy: Just listen you stupid bitch. We kidnap Michael and our forum gets 'exclusives' from him.
Souza: But there is no hoax in that.
Amy: For fucks sake there was no hoax in the dog autopsy but you printed that shit.
Souza: True, and some fell for it.
Amy: I'll call you when I need you.
Souza: I always need you, no make that want.
Amy: What? Oh forget it.

Meanwhile, at Bumkolo Mom's house, Bumkolo was surfing his usual gay porn, seeing if he recognized any of the men that were on his screen. The AOL message came up "You have male". It was an email form Souza:

Hey Kolo

Amy just called and she said something about kidnapping Michael. I don't know what to do. Oh and I was thinking maybe you should see if Henda is interested in you. He likes sweaty men and the taste of fish, so you two should hit it off.

There is a rumor going around that I shot Mo. Don't believe it. I have already been on MSN and told a few people that John Smith did it. LMAO. Have to love bringing that name up to cover our asses. I did do it but nobody needs to know that.

Souza

Bumkolo sat back, he hadn't thought of Henda in that way but now the idea had been planted he liked the idea. He thought about emailing Henda but he couldn't leave his gay porn long enough.

Then another email arrived, this time from Amy, Bumkolo wasn't going to read it but the subject read "Important - Kidnapping Michael".

G'day Kolo

I spoke with Souza and Plan C is a go. Get your ass to the JFK airport by 12:00 midday. Get Michael. As soon as you have him call me.

Amy

Bumkolo thought about it. The JFK airport was 2 hours away, and it was only 9:00AM, so he had time to surf a little more gay porn. Some guy caught his eye, he kind of looked like Henda, so he reached for the jar of Vaseline. Damn it was empty. He'd have to make do with his Mom's arthritis cream.

Meanwhile in Australia Amy was looking around her home office. It was a little scary being there alone. Her husband had left her a couple of months ago. But as she sat there she looked at the thousands of pictures she had printed and put on the wall. They were all Souza.

Peace.

The Double Dong Hoax Death Theory

The time is slightly in the future, let us say June 25, 2010, and Michael Jackson has announced his return to the world via satellite; which interrupted every single TV station on a global scale.

Sitting in an apartment Souza and Mo, two dutch dykes that thought they knew everything, drop the joint they are smoking and start to cry. Souza looks at Mo and says "How could we have been so stupid? Why did we think we knew everything?" Mo, through her tears, burst out laughing and replied "It is hard to take you serious when you have that false mustache on." Souza also started to laugh as she looked at her reflection. She had forgot she was still wearing the fake Hitler mustache which was used earlier in the bedroom to give Mo a little tickle.

Suddenly the phone rang; it was Badkolo. "Hey girls, are you watching this? You know what this means don't you?" Souza answered "No." Badkolo continued "We have to go to plan C right now." Mo heard on the speakerphone another male voice in the background and guessed it must have been Badkolo's boyfriend. Then as Badkolo continued to speak she heard slurping sounds and knew she was right.

"We have to tell the people that we knew all along that he was coming back, but we have to make up an excuse for why we could never tell them." Souza interrupted "Kolo we do not need to tell them anything we just say that if they do not like what has happened we will ban them from our forum." Badkolo considered this and said "OK I can live with that, but what about the ones that have discovered that everything you dykes put out is bullshit?"

Mo, took her fingers out of Souza's snatch and said "Kolo, you worry too much. Everyone already knows that the Double Dong team is the center of the universe, and that some will blindly follow no matter what bullshit we put out there." Badkolo thought for a moment, and remembered the dog autopsy theory, he chuckled to himself because he knew Mo was right.

"WAIT!" said Souza. "Michael is back, that means we no longer need to make up crazy theories to keep all the sheeple in line." Mo, quick as a flash, backhanded Souza "Don't be so stupid darling. We still need to lead."

In the background Souza heard the usual 'You have got mail' sound, and rushed to the computer. It was an email from a member. It read:

Dear Souza and Mo.

I hope this email finds you in health and good spirits - like I really give a shit. I just saw the TV and Michael telling us what happened. How come you didn't know about this? OMG I cannot believe I trusted you two dykes. You have made a mockery of all your members. I hope you both burn in hell you lesbian bitches. Delete my account, ban me for all I care, I now know the truth.

How could I have been so stupid to believe you and that fucking faggot. I just wish I hadn't spent all my time fishing and watching wrestling. I've been depressed you know, but you two bitches wouldn't give a fuck. Rot in hell you scum.

I'd say more; but Newcastle is playing Man Utd.

Henda11

Souza started to cry even more, she knew it was over, she knew her dreams of 'Hoax Domination' were over. There was nothing she could do. She closed the computer down for the last time.

She sat back down, next to Mo, raised a hand and held Mo's face as she kissed her. Then while Mo smiled, as the mustache tickled her upper lip Souza fired a single shot into Mo. As Mo's body went limp, Souza let go. She started to smile as Mo's body fell backwards.

Souza reached for the phone, and started dialling, "Amy is that you? Good. I have done it. Let us recapture our prime, let us build MJHD back to what it used to be." All Amy could say was "Strewth, damn your a crazy sheila, but this might just work. I'm having a barbie right now, necking a couple of tinnies down, but I'll get on MSN in about 30 minutes. Get a hold of Kolo and tell him to be there."

As Souza put the phone down, she looked at Mo's dead body. Her legs had fallen slightly apart, so Souza licked her lips and thought 'one more time for old times sake'.

The following is the chat transcript from the MSN meeting:

Amy: Good we are all here.
Kolo: Sorry I was late I had to get some cum out my ass.
Amy: Never mind.
Souza: Mo is dead, still tasty but dead.
Amy: We have to stay focused. Michael coming back has screwed up our plans.
Kolo: But that's a good thing right?
Amy: Shut up you stupid faggot, it is not a good thing.
Souza: But he is back.
Amy: How the fuck do we make money when he is back? Do I have to do all the thinking?
Kolo: I never thought about...
Amy: You never think, just do as you are told.
Souza: So what shall we do?
Amy: First thing, shut up. I'll tell you what to do.
Souza: OK.
Kolo: Sorry.
Amy: Right we announce on the forum that TIAI, MJHD, and MJHDI were all tied in to the hoax theory.
Souza: They might not believe that.
Amy: They believed the the dog autopsy, the twin theory, the movie theory, the Illuminati theory, what makes you think these idiots will not believe what we tell them?
Souza: Sorry.
Amy: We tell them we were in on the hoax and that we knew all along he was coming back.
Kolo: That's a great idea. I wish I had thought of it.
Souza: Brilliant.
Amy: Yes I am.

As the daylight started to break through the sheet that Badkolo had hung at the window of his Mom's house he knew it was early. But today was a good day as far as he was concerned. Today Michael was back, today he got his welfare check and today as planned all along Auntie Amy was back in the driver's seat.

Peace.

Auntie Amy Is Dead Long Live Souza And Mo

You can always tell a forum started by people who were once members of MJHD.COM; and have been influenced by Auntie Amy's "iron fist" way of running a forum.

Souza, found it in her heart to post a thread entitled "When will people get banned and when will posts be deleted?" which is basically some bullshit post trying to rationalize the way members get banned.

Now, before the haters all come on supporting Souza and Mo read the fucking post that Souza did, and then read this blog post before you all start bitching like a bunch of lost fucking puppies.

So here is Souza's post (with all spelling and grammar errors intact):

"Due to some comments of some lovely people here that are complaining about them being banned, after they have stated that they didn't even like it here, I decided to let you all know WHEN Mo and I will permanently ban someone and also when we delete posts or threads.

First let me explain you that there are people on the fora (not just this one, also on others) that have an agenda. What do I mean by that? Well it means they don't have an open mind, they have their orders to ridicule other members or theories. Why? Well I will let you decide for yourself. Those members mostly have very few posts and only made an account to bash someone in a thread or try to get people on their sides. We like to call them "bad news'. They are not here to help, they are here to provoke, to bash and to ridicule.

So who gets a permanent ban?

• those 'bad news' posters
• anyone that is disrespectful towards other members, mods or admins
• anyone that is only provoking in threads and trying to stir things up, without wanting to give a decent argumentation themselves
• people that posts threads about the fact that they do nopt agree with the way we handle this forum
• People making threats to other members, the mods or admins

Believe me, we check other hoaxrelated sites as well and other people are monitoring for us elsewhere too, so the fact that some play nice over here does not mean they have misbehaved about members from this forum somewhere else.

We can see more then you can, so we know more than you do about certain members. We do have freedom of speech here and that will stay that way. Everyone is allowed to disagree, as long as they will share their own, decent stated thoughts about it. People that will make comments like "This is the most ridiculous thing I have ever seen/read, you are insane, who the fuck do you think you are, he would never do that" are not only thinking for someone they do not even know, they are also not contributing anything relevant to this board. It's not a matter of Freedom of Speech, it's a matter of attitude and behaviour.

I know most of you don't feel addressed at all, and most of you indeed shouldn't. This post is to make clear why we do what we do because I can assure you, after 7 months on the way and 5 months of bashing and threats towards us, we are sick and tired of the drama and the circus.

If you like to bash, hate and ridicule, I advise you to check out some hoax bloggers on the net, they are good at it but we won't tolerate it.

Every thread or post that appears on this board with childish comments like "I got banned by Mo/Souza for nothing, we have no freedom of speech here" will be deleted and the poster gets a ban.

When will a post be deleted?

• If it creates unstopable drama
• If it is provoking an whatever way
• If we get argumented complaints
• If it's from trolls we don't trust or of which w think they are playing very nasty games with people
• Double posts (the newest one will be deleted)

We got the attack with the BoW thread that we can't decide for others. Well there are minors on this forum and instable people, people that are easily influenced by these kind of people. I will not allow that kind of posts here on the board, because we are not all strong and mature, we have kids here too and there are very bad people that even try to obtain personal info from (young) members. We have the task to keep this forum as safe as it can be for everyone, and if you are interested in the BoW posts, you are free to check other forums as well, it's not like you can only be on this board.

Is your thread deleted or have you received a ban and you don't agree, you can contact us by e-mail, see contact page. If you have problems with a thread, a poster, a mods decision, or whatever problem you might endure: same story... e-mail or pm us.

I really hope I explained this now for once and for all and all I am asking is some understanding on this matter.

This is how it is. Strict and harsh? Maybe...but this forum needs to focus on something that is of importance, and that is Mike and his message.

Souza"

Strict and harsh? Maybe... You have to be fucking kidding. Didn't I already cover this shit. Put the fucking weed down before you start typing. It is like saying Hitler was a bit harsh. You run the forum like some sort of concentration camp. Anyone steps out of line you take them to the gas chamber and delete their account.

And what is this bullshit that you check other hoax related sites and monitor what your members do there too? You should both pack your shit up, wave goodbye, and move to Germany. I'm sure they are looking for a couple of egotistical socialists that think they control more than they really do.

You are one forum out of many, in many different languages, you have the backing of a faggot that calls himself Badkolo, big fucking deal. You are still just one forum. And other people monitoring other sites to see what your own members say - give me a fucking break Adolf. But you don't leave it there you have to mention freedom of speech like you believe in it. Fuck off right now, you are just taking the piss. If any of your 6 members that are left feel they have freedom of speech they should be hospitalized by their parents. You don't even know the meaning of freedom of speech. It does not mean ban anyone who disagrees with you.

And as for threads being deleted - get over yourself. Shit, if you applied your own 'rules' to your own posts then most of your drug induced shit would have been deleted by now.

A thread can be deleted for being provoking in any way? What, like thought provoking? Shut the fuck up. It's the Nazi forum - think like we do or be ridiculed by the Admins and then banned.

You couldn't even get it right about the 'hoax bloggers' that allegedly like to bash, ridicule, and hate. I'm presuming that I am included in that statement. I do bash, hate, and ridicule - but only the people who deserve it. The people that have took this hoax and tried to make some fucked up theory and then belittle everyone who does not agree with them. Read the comments on this blog Souza, 25% of the people don't agree with me - now that is freedom of speech because their opinion still gets published.

See, it is not getting everyone to agree with you. Fuck that, it is never going to happen. It is about getting people to look for themselves at everything. Don't take anything for granted because someone told you - check it out for yourself.

And just when you think it cannot get any more retarded, lo and behold Mo follows up with another post on the same thread:

"Maybe needless to say, but the same as stated by Souza about the forums goes of course for the chat room as well.

Last week I posted a thread about what's discussed in the Hoax Room, and asked everyone to take non hoax related topics to the Chit Chat Room. Please do as we ask, as the non hoax related chat is very annoying for those who want to have a serious conversation in the Hoax Room.

Transcripts can be pulled, and this morning I had to ban a member because of ridiculing and bashing us and this website in the Chit Chat Room. That of course won't be tolerated."

Now as their chat is Gixaw Chat, Basic 2, the thing that Mo forgets to mention when rambling about pulling transcripts - this isn't just chat transcripts it is also PM transcripts. And before the dyke duo claim that is not so DON'T take my word word for go to www.gixawchat.com and check for yourselves. Administrators have the right to ALL transcripts including PM as long as it is not the free one.

It is not about keeping transcripts for the sake of prosperity. The dutch duo have done so many drugs that paranoia is setting in. They are worried that if they do not delete posts which ask questions, posts which disagree, members who want to know, then their little safe world will collapse around them. The only reason it is going to collapse is because the Double Dong team are the ones creating the drama, and are running the forum and chat like a concentration camp.

Peace.

Dogs & Traffic

Supposedly some think having a dog involved is good for traffic. Fuck knows where that idea came from. Some dumb, broke, fucker who lives with his Mommy even came on this blog and said it was good for traffic to the Double Dong website.

Bumkolo even suggested Alexa.com to prove that this dog had helped their traffic.

So a quick look at Alexa.com and we find that Bumkolo can't even tell the truth about how much traffic is going to a website:

As can be clearly seen the traffic is dropping. Which raises the question - If the people behind the site cannot even be trusted to tell the truth about traffic (which lets face it isn't that important) can they be trusted in other areas?

It seems to me that a website, which has a forum, which holds the email addresses and passwords of all its members should be a little more trustworthy.

If Bumkolo, Souza, and Mo are going to lie about the little things what other fucking lies have they told in the past, present, and will tell in the future?

Anyone remember Auntie Amy constantly boasting that MJHD.COM traffic was going up and up while in reality it was sliding down like Bumkolo's boyfriends cum dripping down his ugly gullet?

Auntie Amy fucks off, and relaxes at home watching TV, and leaves these three wannabes to take off exactly where she left off. And to top it all off they don't even have Auntie Amy's drama queen style about them.

It is fucking sad, to be honest, that these dumb, ignorant, fuckers think they are so so important in the whole hoax that they have to lie about everything. And worse yet is that they treat their members as stupid because they don't seem to think their members can check on this sort of thing. Way to go to fuck your members over - no wonder site traffic is dropping like flies - If you don't ban them for not agreeing with you then you lie to them and treat them as if they were lower than you three monkeys.

Do not buy into the bullshit at the S&M forum, investigate every little thing they say because as can and has been proven these arrogant cunts will lie at any given opportunity.

Peace.

Badkolo - Saint Or Sinner?

Some of you may have heard the rumor that Badkolo is some sort of savior for buying MJHD.COM; and then redirecting it to the S&M forum. But is Badkolo doing it purely, as the rumors suggest, to unite all the MJHD.COM members to one place?

Quick simple answer - No. I don't want to be blamed for yet another Administrator of MJHD.COM shitting their diaper and running off so I won't go too much in to the personal details of Badkolo. But just what is Badkolo's involvement in the death of MJHD.COM?

For those new to the whole MJHD conspiracy, first a short history lesson:

Early August - MJHD closed it's doors for a approximately 4 days. During this time Souza created MJKit as a back up; just in case MJHD ever really went down.

Mid-November - Auntie Amy takes a back seat at MJHD allowing alleged "trusted member" John Smith crashes the database and allows Fuckfish and Nightmare to run the place. (For those reading for the first time, Auntie Amy crashed the database and John Smith never existed).

End of November - ThisIsAlsoIt starts up, with the first re-direct being to MJHD.

Early December - MJHD closes it's doors and goes up for sale. Eventually it is allegedly sold to Badkolo, who uses it as a re-direct to the S&M forum.

With the history lesson over, we still have to wonder what Badkolo's intentions for buying MJHD was. Did he do it to unite all the ex-MJHD members in one place? Or, did he do it because he wanted to reduce the competition?

Back in early August, when MJHD first closed it's doors MJKit was created as a backup. Also at this time the S&M forum was registered. So Souza and Mo are heroes? No. The S&M forum isn't even owned by Souza and Mo. Enter Badkolo who is listed as the owner of the S&M forum:


So on August 4, 2009 Badkolo decided to register, and own, the S&M forum. Then from there for MJHD it is all downhill until it finally closes its doors. Which Badkolo opens and uses as a re-direct to the S&M forum.

Now for me the biggest problem I see, as I don't really care which fuck up owns which website; seems they are all fucking each other in this whole mess, is that in the WhoIs of MichaelJacksonHoaxForum.com the registrant is listed as "investorsnet" which is listed at the same address as Badkolo (aka Louie Klarevas).

Now we have the problem, that Badkolo is no longer the savior of MJHD but is using MJHD to merely point to the S&M forum.

But just when you think that things cannot get any worse a whole bunch of questions come up:

• Has Badkolo been in the background planning the demise of MJHD since August?
• Does Badkolo even exist or is it merely another facet of Auntie Amy much like John Smith?
• Why is the connection between MJHD, MJKit, the S&M forum, and ThisIsAlsoIt like a dirty pond where the water is getting dirtier and dirtier?
• When will all the people involved in this web of lies, and deceit, tell the truth?

No matter how you look at it the whole situation doesn't look good.

Peace.

Google Cache & June 23 2009

Google's cached version of MJHD.COM has been one of those recurring questions that just keeps popping up. Did Google cache the MJHD.COM website 2 days before the reported death? Is it a glitch? Is there a way of cheating the Google cache system?

Did Google cache the MJHD.COM website 2 days before the reported death?

No. The first cache of MJHD.COM, completed by Google, was actually done on June 27, 2009. Although the cache did contain the date of June 23. As can be seen by the screenshot it states:

"June 23, 2009 ... We are dedicated to unveilling the Conspiracy and Hoax surrounding the Death of Michael Jackson."

This is not the text from a post. This is a statement from the front page. This is Auntie Amy's opening statement for the website. Which has been on the website since day one.

Is It A Glitch?

Google cache is automatic, run by computers, which means it is open to errors. The way Google caches web pages means that errors in dates can happen, but at the same time the system has functioned very well. Does it mean that June 23, 2009 was definitely a glitch? No; it is merely a possibility.

If we take June 23, 2009 as a glitch, and accept Auntie Amy's email that she posted on MJHD as the real answer. It still leaves the question why was Auntie Amy so quick in declaring the death a hoax?

The email time is shown as being sent at 10.40AM. This would be Auntie Amy's time, which she has openly admitted as being Australian time. So June 26, 2009, at 10:40AM Auntie Amy has the site registered with GoDaddy. The time in Los Angeles is only June 25, 2009, 5:40PM. This means within 2.5 hours of Michael being pronounced dead (2:26 PM PST) Auntie Amy had decided there was a hoax and needed to register a website. And Jermaine didn't come out and do his speech at the hospital until approximately 4:30 PM. So in one hour of Jermaine's speech Auntie Amy decided that something was not right. Just because she is not a fan doesn't mean that she wouldn't have been shocked by this. So being shocked, she registered a website in 2.5 hours of the reported death.

Is there a way of cheating the Google cache system?

Yes. There are in fact two ways to cheat the Google cache system. The first way is through HTML coding, by hiding dates within the coding as comments. The second way is to actually ensure the date appears on the page being cached. With Auntie Amy showing she can HTML code with the ThisIsAlsoIt redirect it is a possibility. But this leads to the question - Why would Auntie Amy cheat the Google cache system to create drama, mystery, and confusion?

Peace.

Who Am I?

So the ever so important question has risen to the surface. Who the hell is that cute little doggy that bashes MJHD, Auntie Amy, Fuckfish, Nightmare, and the drunk cripple Five?

Well to answer that question I ask another question - Does it matter who I am?

Everyone is entitled to guess who I am, which so far nobody has guessed correctly, and if it is the important question that they want to try and work out then that is their choice. But seriously, is the identity of the doggy that important? Didn't people learn from MJHD that to digress is to waste time on searching for the truth that we all seek?

Over at MJHD.NET there is a topic about this blog. And in the course of things the question of identity comes up again. I am 4TheTruth or I am Michael, it is not that important who I am. I have remained anonymous for one reason so that I am never considered part of the hoax. I continue to remain anonymous because who I am has no bearing on the information that is contained within this blog. I am merely a person searching for the truth. If on my own path I can assist others I do.

Everyone discusses the foul language, the hatred, the way I talk about people; yet nobody has ever really mentioned that I offered to help MJHD.COM on a few occasions. Everyone has got the little doggy wrong. I'm not a hateful person; although sometimes it may appear as hatred but sometimes the truth hurts. And if there wasn't the hatred, if there wasn't foul language, if this blog hadn't caused so much friction who would have read it's contents?

The blog is merely a portal for information. I try to make that information entertaining. But the only thing of importance is the information on the blog; not who writes it. I have no personal axe to grind I just noticed something was not right with MJHD.COM and decided to look into it further and watching how Auntie Amy had already handled the questions from other members it just got me thinking even more that something was not right.

I have been wrong on a few things; I'll admit that. But at the same time, as time has proven, I have been more right than I have wrong.

And if you still feel that the identity question is that important the answer is on this pevious post.

Peace.

Merry Fucking Christmas

Over at the Michael Jackson Death Hoax Investigators forum (aka Mo & Souza's forum, aka the NEW MJKit forum aka MJHD Redirect) Souza posts a welcome to:

• Silverfish (aka Fuckfish)
• Daydream (aka Nightmare)
• Biscuit (aka Goldielocks)
• Purple 7
• Starfox (aka Starfuck)
• KLHayes (aka LoveTheGlove aka ShoveTheGlove)

So everyone is now one big happy family again. What fucking Christmas spirits have you been drinking Souza? Have you been at Five's medicinal whiskey?

You are going to invite the same people that supported, and stood by, Amy when you were banned from MJHD? Which brings the question - was you even banned; or is that all part of this elaborate hoax that is being built up around the forums?

Finally the whole scenario is starting to make sense. Its like reading the plot outline of a Dan Brown novel; just when you think you are starting to understand everything the priest that everyone trusted turns out to be the Illuminati member.

The Plot

Act I

Auntie Amy starts a website on the hoaxed death of Michael Jackson even though later she will admit to not even being a fan. Also the creation date will be brought into question - either because it was created before the hoaxed death or Auntie Amy used some creative coding to ensure that it would look like it was.

Act II

Auntie Amy introduces, Wordpress, Paypal donations, and Google adsense. Due to the members joining not being as high as Auntie Amy had hoped for she starts to create members to create interest, drama, intrigue. Unfortunately some people get caught up in this produced hype and start believing that MJHD is bigger than Michael himself, believing that MJHD is the new center of the universe.

Act III

After a few randomly created members (JCC, PeterPanPYT etc etc etc) claim to know Michael, speak on his behalf, and create drama things start going wrong for Auntie Amy. All hell is breaking lose on the forum. Some people just don't believe all these crackheads claiming to be somehow connected to Michael. A new sub-plot starts to emerge.

Act IV

In the dark of night, huddled around computers, the new sub-plot is formulated, and tweaked until it is ready. It is a great plot, it is almost believable; had it not been for the fact that people were already questioning things. Action needed to be taken, and fast, and Auntie Amy introduces the feared ARMY OF MODERATORS. Their task is an easy one:

• Control the forum, do not allow people to wander off into their own theories.
• Ensure that the Illuminati do not get mentioned.
• If anyone questions my motives, or my reasoning, ban them instantly.
• Lock any topic which does not conform to the thinking of the Admin.

And so began the reign of the AMY'S ARMY.

Act V

The real members started to get pissed about their friends being banned, their own topics being locked or deleted, and things just not being right. Auntie Amy sensed this and to make sure the revolution did not happen, she banned Souza & Mo - not once but twice; just for dramatic effect. It proved to the members that were ready to revolt that nobody was safe; step out of line and you will be crushed by the fury of Auntie Amy.

Act VI

Many of the real members saw this not as a warning, but as a step too far. Anarchy broke out throughout MJHD. People were opening forums and blogs to express their anger, disbelief, feelings about the whole situation. Auntie Amy trembled in her piss-soaked diaper as she realized that she was slowly losing control of the members - she takes MJHD offline to punish them.

Act VII

MJKit is formed by Souza as a backup to MJHD. Just in case Auntie Amy loses it and takes MJHD down again. Members from MJHD start to leave for MJKit, preferring it's more relaxed style. As members leave, and traffic at the website goes down, Auntie Amy creates more and more fictitious members (like a mad scientist cloning in the hopes of creating a forum conquering army).

Act Act VIII

ThisIsAlsoIt is introduced. The sequel (that was never announced by Sony) would redirect people to MJHD then a whole host of other lame clues. This would be the saving grace, this would be Auntie Amy's golden goose, this would become so popular she wouldn't have time for MJHD. Auntie Amy, Fuckfish, Nightmare, and a few mods sit one night and create John Smith - the savior of the MJHD, who will give the members hope, and then crash their hopes along with the database.

Act IX

A new tyrant is unleashed upon MJHD. Fuckfish is somehow in all the confusion allowed to be the Admin of MJHD. Ruling with an iron fist he continues to ban topics, suggest that Michael Jackson is not sexy to the female members, and show photos of his greasy head on a blog. While Fuckfish is so busy protecting his greasy ass from all the hassle that he is creating the final plot starts to hatch. This one will be the Armageddon plot. This one will be the apocalypse of MJHD.

Act X

MJHD is put up for sale. Fuckfish being the fearless leader spills his guts on how it was all Auntie Amy's idea; and ultimately fault. He admits, in a last ditch attempt to save his own ass, that he lied to support Auntie Amy. ThisIsAlsoIt is rising in popularity, pointing to all that follow it that the Illuminati is the connection. Then just when things cannot get any worse they do. Badkolo buys MJHD and redirects it to Souza & Mo's forum; using the exact HTML that ThisIsAlsoIt uses. MJKit's new forum redirects to Mo & Souza's forum. The apocalypse is taking shape. A press release is released by MJHDConspiracy: "Believe in MJHD, MJkit, and Mo and Souza, because they hold all your forums now. They hold all your work, your thoughts, your ideas, and if you piss of one of these tyrants the MJ-Illuminati elite will ensure you never post on a forum again. V for Vendetta my ass. It is not taking a government over it is standing up for what you believe and ensuring your voice is heard. Ask questions, expect answers, and always look at the creation of these sites in the same way that you look at the hoaxed death."

Act XI - The final Act

Auntie Amy takes a bow, her work is done, she now has complete control. She now is sitting where she wants. She is in control, but no longer in the position where she is open for questioning. She smiles. She adjusts her diaper. As she leans away from her Mac computer she laughs an eerie laugh.

But it is not over, the acting, the illusions, the hoax within a hoax continues.

As my good friend Ebeneezer would say "Bah Humbug!"

Peace.