Michael went to the doctor's office today and came out with a clean bill of health to show the media. So all of you naysayers who were saying Michael was on his deathbed: FALL BACK. The rumors were preposterous to begin with. Skin cancer? Michael doesn't have skin. That's melted, aged tupperware plastic he's got covering his body. Have no fear, the scarecrow will be in tip top shape for his string of London shows. Bring your sparkly glove and white socks, and get ready for grand ol' time.
While Michael isn't on his deathbed, it appears any hopes of a reunion of the Jackson 5 (plus our broke brother Randy) are being put to rest. Jermaine's been mouthing off about a reunion but Michael ain't interested. Greedy ol' bamma. I know Janet is hurting for an opening spot on Michael's London stint. Her abbreviated and aborted tour last year was a disaster and a flop. I know she could use a couple checks.
Watch MJ out with the kiddies and hear the report on his deflated reunion plans with the Jackson clan.
