And the winner is... Evan Chandler! Congratulations to our human scum of grotesque proportions that insists on breathing in this world although proving himself to be an excrement. Someone electrocute this man's balls and make him produce a reverberating mouse-like falsetto, and my heart will be bloated with mass producing happiness. More than when I get a happy meal with a plain double hamburger, lite pickles, mac sauce on the side and a diet coke with no ice, mixed with a gentle and sensitive touch of lemonade. Evan Chandler is the father of Jordan Chandler, the boy who started Jackson's downfall in his reputation in 1993, by charges of sexual molestation. Recently, Evan's child, now a grown up pubic hair producing creature, admitted to have lied as influenced by the father, in a way to earn financial earnings. In other words, the two plotted to get money out of Jackson by forcing him to public humiliation and disrespecting all those who do actually get sexually molested by greasy pedophiles. Consequently, Evan Chandler is a man who sucks. The fact that a man like this animal earns millions of dollars out of a blatant display of irritating defamation, is the reason why Zoloft is produced, and I am one of those who spends money consuming it. Michael Jackson did a terrific job in improving the world as he could. But individuals like Chandler surge up as main obstacles to that strenuous improvement, and now he is rich. Mr. Chandler, you suck. Thank you for destroying hope and belief in humanity.
