The sudden impromptu death of our king is a cruel reminder that becoming our honorary “king of gross” is in no way an easy accomplishment. It takes a never-ending supply of money, drugs, surgeries, and thought provoking bizarre acts to even be considered for such an elite title. No one ever said that living the life of an eccentric, child touching, robot building, chimp befriending, dancing ranch-hand was easy, but no one ever warned that in the end it could be so hard. So to recognize the King of Gross one last time for his peculiar contributions to this world, we here at imgross.org will relive his top five most bizarre moments….
1. In 2007 K.O.G. refused to set up a series of performances in Las Vegas, ala Celine, Dion unless the Las Vegas promoters constructed a 50 foot K.O.G. robot replica that would freely roam the empty Nevada Deserts firing laser beams from its eyes.
2. In 1985 K.O.G. adopted a three year old chimp from a cancer research center in Texas to become his live in companion. K.O.G. taught the chimp to dance and rumor had it that the king and the chimp would often times eat candy and watch movies alone together in the California mansion the pair shared.
3. In early 2007 while staying in a London hotel K.O.G. demanded that his room be filled with gummie bears and a single Xylophone.
4. In 1984 K.O.G. attended the 26th annual grammy awards to receive a record eight grammies. He accessorized himself with supermodel Brooke Shields, and renowned black midget Emmanuel Lewis. It is unclear which of the two he may or may not been romanctically involved with.
5. A tie…. K.O.G. was a baby dangling, hair setting on fire, money spending, child touching, catcher shin guard wearing, amusement park building, whimsical nutball …..
We here at imgross.org fondly remember the King of Gross as a timeless weirdo who will be very difficult to replace, however the gross show must and will go on. So please submit any suggestions for the new King of Gross to our website via the submissions link. This is a dark day for the gross kingdom but do not fear we will rise again like a phoenix from the ashes!…as for now we warmly salute you M.J., rest in peace you gross bastard.
the amount of love pouring out for jacko is just gross. the “man” (woman, it, ball of gross) as we would all like to remember him (one nose job? acceptable) has been dead since like 1987.