A very special birthday blog for a very special man

Alright so today is Marly's birthday (of course we know it's not her {or should I say his} real one) and I thought I should dedicate a blog post to explain to all you beloved followers of my blog why Marly is also known as Michael van de Griendt.

Now you have to admit, Michael Jackson has got himself a pretty unique set of dance moves. Who can forget the thriller dance, the moon walk and the ever so sexy crotch grab? Well get a load of this, my dearest followers...

Spot the Michael in the picture! Found him? Well you're WRONG!!! That there is our very own Marly! Check the socks,the hat and the funky moves... She could've fooled anyone! So, my loving followers, if Marly is not Michael, then what is she? A very good imposter, an obsessed fan, a schizophrenic who actually believes she is the King of Pop himself? I will have to do some more research, but stay tuned for more updates to come soon!

Love you all,

Adog.

PS: Happy birthday Marly. The world loves you! You're awesome and so are your dance moves!

"Shamaawwnn" she said

Hello again dear and beloved blog readers,

As promised, I'm writing again to discuss the shocking similarities between my housemate Marly and Michael Jackson. This blog post will be dedicated to showing just how similar the two are. I shall focus specifically on one aspect! I know there is not one person out there who hasn't heard MJ's catch phrase "Shamawnnn". Well, get a load of this...

The day before yesterday me and Marly were in the kitchen preparing dinner for her parents. I was minding my own business, stir frying some vegetables, not paying much attention to what Marly was doing. All of a sudden I started hearing these whispers... "shamawnnn, hee-hee". As you may expect, I started doubting myself! I thought, "am I going mad?"... I lifted my head up to look at Marly and she immediately turned away and left the room. This was suspicious but after a minute or so I went back to my work and disregarded it all as a silly/crazy happening.

15 minutes later Marly walked back in, with her hair down in a Michaelesque manner, sliding her feet along the ground. "Shamawwwnn hee-hee, hee-hee"... I was hearing it again!!! This time I secretly looked at Marly, and just as I had expected, the whispers were coming from her! This startled me beyond words. I was scared,surprised and excited all at the same time. I asked her why she was saying that over and over again; I was hoping she was just fooling around. She was completely dumbfounded. She persisted that she had not said any such thing and suggested I was making it all up. Luckily I had installed a secret camera in the kitchen to record any such incident and share it with all of you! Actions speak louder than words! So guys, you tell me...

Introduction to the World of Adog and The Dethroned King Of Pop

Dear and beloved followers of my blog,

First I would like to begin with a short introduction about what this blog is, who I am and who Marly is. As time progresses, I will write weekly (or hopefully more frequent) blogs about why the hell Marly is so much like Michael Jackson.

So let us start with what this blog is. This blog is a space on the internet where I hope to be able to bring clarity to a subject that has been troubling the mind of myself, people close to me and in general, people of the world we live in. The question is, "why does Marly look like Michael Jackson?". Intriguing topic, no? With photos, videos and anecdotes I will, with time make clearer all the similarities between the King of Pop and my housemate, Marly.

Next point, who am I? I'm Ayse, hoping to go by the name "adog" from now on. I'm a 21 year old student of International Communication and Media. And most importantly, I'm an informant for society. We've learnt in class about how journalists must be watch dogs and keep an eye out for wha

t goes on behind the scenes and inform the public about all these shenanigans. I am your watch dog. I am ADOG. Moving on to who Marly is. Marly is a 19 year old girl who does the same study as I do. She'll be turning 20 on the 4th of October. Marly is a good friend although she often insults me. She has brown hair, bluey green eyes and an infectious laugh. From the outside she's a regular young adult, studying, working hard and socializing. I have recently come to find out something quite devastating though. This brings me to my final point of this post. If you've been patient enough to follow this description, the bomb will be explained below!

That what I have discovered, the dark truth that makes me uneasy at night is that Marly looks, talks, walks and even smells like Michael Jackson! I am sure you can all understand the feelings that run through my body every waking ho

ur, knowing that the (in a sense) reincarnation of The King of Pop is sitting, sleeping and most shockingly, breathing beside me. Now "why?", you ask..."Why does Marly remind you so strongly of Michael Jackson?" Stick around and I'll tell you more!

Much love,

Adog