According to the Mirror, Pamela Anderson has been enjoying secret dates with Michael Jackson. For who could love an over the hill, prunish, frighteningly old looking actress other than an over the hill, deformed by unnecessary surgery, secret member of NAMBLA pop star?
“It was all arranged by their people in total secrecy, very cloak and dagger. They arrived separately at the Shutters Hotel on Malibu Beach so no one would suspect anything and then had a few drinks in the bar.”
“They were very chatty. Pamela was being her usual flirty self and Michael seemed to be responding,” said the source. “They are such a strange couple but they seemed to really hit it off.”
“They chatted about Michael turning 50, his new album, their kids. And he seemed genuinely interested in Pamela.”
The article mentions that Michael and Pamela were seated in the corner of the bar. I don’t know, but It seems fitting that they’d request to sit in the place where all the vomit, broken pieces of glass and discarded dreams are swept to.