Ok, I'll admit, I wasn't a huge Michael Jackson fan.  An' I concede that the guy had some problems, some bigger than others (which ones are debatable, though).  An' everyone gets on him for namin' his kid Blanket, an' I usually would too, except I just saw Jermaine Jackson's kids.

"Jourdynn."  This is a spelling bee nightmare.  I feel bad for this kid, but at least its pronunciation sounds like a normal name, yo.

"Jermajesty" ?  Seriously?  What the hell, bro?  I mean, "Donte" is a little out there, and "Jaffar" just sounds like a Disney character but could at least be somewhat defended as some kind of Middle Eastern cultural thing, but JERMAJESTY??  It sounds so... sarcastic.  Not to mention really effeminate, yo.  This is the name of one of his SONS.

"Blanket" Jackson is at least a nickname since that kid shares the same name as his older brother Prince Michael (hey, before ya blame, look at George Foreman, okay?).  Jermaine's kids have to live with the unfortunate reality that their names are real and on their birth certificates.

"Jermajesty" - just Jer-wrong, yo.

The greatest thing you will ever see (until ya see me up close an' personal ya'self, yo ;)  ).  Of course I hafta post this an' gloat - I am one sexy Turk, yo, an' don't ya forget it.  An' who knew Tseng could - or would- ever dance like THAT, eh?  (no, he didn't lose his mind totally - he still got all pissed off that I leaned on 'im there, if ya notice).  It's all that Cissnei there, she's pretty persuasive, if ya know what I mean.  *eyebrow waggle*  Whoo, I was lovin bein next ta her shakin' bod, yo.  An' Elena!  Damn, she may as well be useless for most other things, but man does she have a VOICE, huh?

We are the Investigation Sector of the General Affairs Department of the Shinra Electric Power Company. We have the skills, the speed, the power, and the ruthlessness ta' get the job done.  We are the best.  And we dress in black.

AND WE'RE FRICKIN KICKASS, YO!

Here's another one, nice angles ta capture all MY "nice angles," yo.  ;)   Also better ta' see Cloud makin' a fool of himself.



"I am NOT gonna stand for it! ... Apparently I'm gonna sit for it."
Sure are, Cloud.  Your CD of '90's music is no match against my badass Turk friend with the katana.  Sit back an' enjoy the show, yo.


((ooc: all credit to "residentexorcist" of Youtube, the real Reno in this film.  She & her friends totally blew the Otakon 09 masq away for me, one of the best performances I have ever seen at any of the cons I've been to.  Turk Love <3 ))

Do you ever have one of those days (like, every day) where you just wanna sit around in your Jockeys an' watch the TV and eat Velveeta - with or without the macaroni?  Unfortunately I usually CAN'T (really do love my job, but damn if I got paid for that it'd be friggin sweet...), but the other day I got the rare opportunity to and d'ya really think I'd turn it down?  Hell no!

So I'm sittin around, eatin my cheesy goodness, and Tseng comes in and starts bitchin that I don't do anythin right - me!  I don't eat right, my wonderful cheesy goodness is "that Velveeta crap," I put too much syrup on my pancakes an' too much sugar in my coffee an' too much coffee in my sugar, I dress like a slob - just goes off, an' like, I dunno what bug crawled up his arse but it musta' been somethin HUGE.

An' then he has the nerve ta' start tellin me how I can do it better.

Now Tseng just loves that damn "What Not to Wear" time block of stupidity, like, he schedules it in... Fruit.  So I says to him, I says, "Gee, Tseng - mebbe they should make a spin-off, 'What Not to Eat'.  They come into your house, throw out all your food, an' then make you go out an' buy more but it has ta' match your shoes and belt.  The first victim would be Mary-Kate Olsen, but ya know, they wouldn't have ta throw out much.  An' they'd replace all her drugs with just A-quality marijuana in the hopes she gets the munchies after 9."

He didn't think it was very funny.