Detective La Toya’s monocle shattered into a million pieces and her deerstalker cap burst into flames after she flew into a rage over the news that Dr. Conrad Murray’s defense is claiming that Michael Jackson gave himself the deadly dose of Propofol. Somebody hold La Toya’s wig down, because if it flies off her head, it will cause damage!
TMZ has it on good authority that Dr. Connie and his defense team will tell the court that he gave Michael only a small 25mg dose of Propofol at 10:50am on that fateful day. MJ had already taken an Avitvan and a Versed, so he fell asleep fast. During the period of an hour, Dr. Connie stayed with MJ and made several phones calls. Dr. Connie claims that around noon, he left the room to take a piss. MJ was still asleep at that time. When Dr. Connie came back, he found that MJ had taken the rest of the 20ml bottle of Propofol himself through an IV. That was the dose that stopped his heart.
The police found an empty bottle of Propofol near the nightstand, and Dr. Connie’s lawyers will argue that he would’ve hid that shit if he was the one who gave MJ the fatal dose.
The truth is, I’m a little disappointed in Dr. Connie. This is the best scenario he could come up with? Somebody was taking a nap during creative writing classes. Dr. Connie should’ve said that Bubbles was always jealous of his close relationship with MJ, so he framed his ass with a little help from Louie the llama. What’s his proof? Just look at Louie’s shifty eye. That bitch was never right.