Bloom County by Berkeley Breathed for February 22, 2012

I know there’s a Rock n’ Roll Heaven. But now with the Whitney Houston comment, I’m realizing there’s a Pop Heaven too and it’s a very drama-filled place.

And Martha Stewart doing the decorating.

Hang on, she’s not dead yet? Dang.

I’ll bet you’re harmless. Why, you’re so harmless you won’t even swat a fly.(cue the car being pulled from the swamp)

…and yet, somehow, the guy managed to marry Lisa Marie Presley.

Lawyer-approved version!!!!

Original punchline: “Don’t you think it’s high time Michael Jackson got interested in girls?”

From One Last Little Peek: It was explained to me that we would be on the losing end of a fortune-eating lawsuit if I were even to hint that a public figure was either of two things: a mobster or a homosexual(!)…. Now my meager intent with this particular strip was to suggest that Michael needed a date…. [A]t the time I needed a date myself and could hardly object if somebody else were to notice that fact.

Binkley, you don’t know all of that guy’s history. Maybe he had already had some dates. Or figs, or grapes, maybe even an apple….

I retrospect, this strip gives me the heebie-jeebies…

Ah, the good old days… where every midnight at Michael Jackson’s house, the big hand would be on the little hand…