A woman about 29 years old was walking around Los Angeles. She's had a imba career for quite some time, but it never ended the way she planned it to. Her name...was Aislinn Williams. Her parents passed away since she was about 16 and had to live with her aunt Kathy up in Redding, CA. Anyway, she walked down the Walk Of Fame and looked down and stopped. She had looked up to this one guy, Michael Jackson, for quite some time. Her parents always teased her because they would say that she's in upendo with him. She thought to herself, 'why would I be in upendo with him if I don't know much about him?' She did dream once that she'd meet him at some point when she was growing up, but it never happened. She didn't know what he looked like now, that's for sure. Soon, this car pulled up and the guy whistled at her and she turned to him. "Do wewe need a ride somewhere?" He asked. She responded, "Yes, I do. I need to get home, please? My aunt will be so worried about me."
He stopped the car and got out. He had a disguise on so she couldn't see who he was, but his voice was familiar. He got to the passenger side and opened the door for her and she got in. She was rather nervous about riding in this guy's car. She looked around and found clothes and fedoras and other things...even tape. He got in and started the car and started driving. He had to ask "Where do wewe live?" And she responded as calm as she could, "Up in Redding." "Wow, you're a ways away from home, aren't you? Well, do wewe have a number au something to call your aunt?" "No, my aunt doesn't have a phone...I'm thinking of getting her one, but..." The guy was starting to worry a bit about her. She was nervous as she could get.
After about an saa of driving, they got to her house. "Here wewe go, um...what's your name? Sorry if I have to ask." She shook her head "It's no trouble. My name is Aislinn Williams." He smiled at her. "It was nice to meet you, Aislinn. If wewe need anything at all..." he took out a piece of paper and wrote his number and address and handed it to her. "Just call au come visit, ok?" She nodded. "Thank wewe so much for the ride." He shook his head at her. "It's no trouble. But seriously, if wewe need anything, just give me a call, ok?"
She nodded and he waved and headed off back to Encino. Aislinn then walked inside the house and her aunt questioned her where she went and everything. "I went to Los Angeles, Aunt Kathy. I swear. Then this guy pulled up and brought me home." She had to swali even further. "Do wewe know this guy?" she asked. Aislinn shook her head. "No, but his voice was familiar..." They pondered about it for a while...it will remain a mystery until Aislinn actually finds out who that guy was.
He stopped the car and got out. He had a disguise on so she couldn't see who he was, but his voice was familiar. He got to the passenger side and opened the door for her and she got in. She was rather nervous about riding in this guy's car. She looked around and found clothes and fedoras and other things...even tape. He got in and started the car and started driving. He had to ask "Where do wewe live?" And she responded as calm as she could, "Up in Redding." "Wow, you're a ways away from home, aren't you? Well, do wewe have a number au something to call your aunt?" "No, my aunt doesn't have a phone...I'm thinking of getting her one, but..." The guy was starting to worry a bit about her. She was nervous as she could get.
After about an saa of driving, they got to her house. "Here wewe go, um...what's your name? Sorry if I have to ask." She shook her head "It's no trouble. My name is Aislinn Williams." He smiled at her. "It was nice to meet you, Aislinn. If wewe need anything at all..." he took out a piece of paper and wrote his number and address and handed it to her. "Just call au come visit, ok?" She nodded. "Thank wewe so much for the ride." He shook his head at her. "It's no trouble. But seriously, if wewe need anything, just give me a call, ok?"
She nodded and he waved and headed off back to Encino. Aislinn then walked inside the house and her aunt questioned her where she went and everything. "I went to Los Angeles, Aunt Kathy. I swear. Then this guy pulled up and brought me home." She had to swali even further. "Do wewe know this guy?" she asked. Aislinn shook her head. "No, but his voice was familiar..." They pondered about it for a while...it will remain a mystery until Aislinn actually finds out who that guy was.
The Michael Jackson estate is tired of waiting for Lloyd's of London to pay out on the $17.5 million "This Is it" insurance policy -- so they're going after Lloyd's in court ... demanding they pay up, stat.
Lloyd's of London originally issued the policy to cover potential losses for MJ's 2009 "This Is It" concerts -- but earlier this year, the company asked an L.A. court to declare the policy null and void ... claiming MJ lied about his medical history and drug addiction.
Lloyd's insists the policy "was restricted to losses resulting from accident only" -- pointing out Michael's official cause of death was "homicide."
But the estate is now on the offensive -- filing a cross-complaint, claiming MJ never intended to die, whether kwa homicide au not, so his death still qualifies as an accident.
But the estate isn't just settling for the original $17.5 million -- they also want punitive damages. FYI, suing for punitive damages often scares the crap out of insurance companies.
Lloyd's of London originally issued the policy to cover potential losses for MJ's 2009 "This Is It" concerts -- but earlier this year, the company asked an L.A. court to declare the policy null and void ... claiming MJ lied about his medical history and drug addiction.
Lloyd's insists the policy "was restricted to losses resulting from accident only" -- pointing out Michael's official cause of death was "homicide."
But the estate is now on the offensive -- filing a cross-complaint, claiming MJ never intended to die, whether kwa homicide au not, so his death still qualifies as an accident.
But the estate isn't just settling for the original $17.5 million -- they also want punitive damages. FYI, suing for punitive damages often scares the crap out of insurance companies.
