MTV is reporting today on their website that Britney Spears did NOT give Michael Jackson the MTV "Entertainer of the Millenium" award on the Music Choice show last night for the simple reason that there IS NO SUCH AWARD. Rather, they were giving him a little plaque and a cake for his birthday and Britney CALLED Jocko "The Entertainer of the Millenium" Jackson decided for himself that this meant he was getting this award, and made a long speech thanking a completely baffled MTV staff and audience for "the great honor" "When I was a little boy in Indiana, if someone had told me that one day I'd be getting the Artist of the Millennium award, I wouldn't have believed it," Jackson told the audience after receiving a standing ovation. "I can't believe it." Don't believe it. MTV explained the confusion in a report on MTV.COM, placing blame for the cross-cables on the stars. "Britney Spears introduced birthday boy Michael Jackson and presented him with a tiered cake. She referred to Jackson as 'the artist of the millennium,' and Jackson thought he actually won an award by that name, though no such award exists."
Clueless Michael doesn't have a clue! He hasn't for years now. That was someones last minute ditch effort for ratings!
Did anyone else think he looked like an extra from Planet of the Apes? Seriously, there is such a thing as too much cosmetic surgery.. He simply doesn't look human anymore..
Was he disoriented from spending too much time in his oxygen tent or was it a dementia brought on by a chronic asphyxiation from breathing through his plastic nostrils?
I just thought it was pretty sweet that he put on hold his cricket game to come and get a cake from Mrs. Spears.
"Between you and me, I think he's had some work done." - Jimmy Fallon. Classic. Everyone knows Lawrence Olivier is the entertainer of the millenium. Or the little drummer boy in George Washington's Continental Army.
"Better keep listening, might be something about blessed are the big noses." Is it just me, or does anyone else take it as a sign of their own advancing years that they are old enough to remember when they were whiter than Michael Jackson? I got passed on the pigmentation chart somewhere in 94, I think. I know this is mean, but I really wish there was some way that he could just disappear. Not necessarily die or anything, but just permanently piss off somehow, never to be seen or heard from again.
He was a half decent composer but J.S. didn't have much of a stage presence. Chopin on the other hand....