According to Michael Jackon’s 3 former maids, the late King of Pop was actually the King of Poop and Neverland’s manicured lawns and fairy-tale facade masked a house of horrors and madness. The maids, who worked for Jackson between 1986 and 2004, spoke to The Post on the condition of anonymity.
Maid No. 1 recalled:
“Michael sometimes ran around where the animals were, and he’d track . . . poop throughout the house and think nothing of it. Then, if you said something, he’d threaten to make doo-doo snowballs and throw it at you.”
When Oprah Winfrey visited the Los Olivos, Calif., ranch for an interview in 1993, it was pristine. Floors were waxed, walls scrubbed and windows power-washed. It was after she, guest Elizabeth Taylor and TV crews left the next morning that the real Jacko appeared. Maid No. 2 continued:
“He literally peed on the floor of the entryway, right where you saw Oprah walk in. It was surreal. He just stood there, unzipped his trousers and watered the floor,”
Maid No. 3 said:
I’m telling you, he was the dirtiest, most unsanitary person in Hollywood. Michael was a messed-up and depraved drug addict. He was twisted.”
The maids also described young guests tossing bottles and cans around the house. They would engage in hours-long food fights as well as pillow fights, which left feathers covering floors and furniture. Jacko would object to his sheets being changed. Maid No. 2 said:
“There were many times I had to sneak in and change his linen. I couldn’t understand how he’d sleep in such filth. There’d be socks and underpants in the bed and half-eaten chicken and potato chips, empty bottles of wine and whiskey on the floor. And you knew he wet himself — the place reeked.”
Maid No. 3 said Jacko’s bed, as well as a sofa in the living room, once became infested with bedbugs.
“He said, ‘Get them the hell out of here. Call the exterminator,’ ” she recalled. “He said we should do a better job, and he said he knew that we came from poor countries so we were use to bedbugs, but he couldn’t live with them. Everybody he brought in to clean, and sometimes we’d even get cleaning services to come in for the extra help. Everybody was repulsed. His bedroom smelled horrible. If everyone else was like me, they hated going in there.”
The former housekeepers also said Jacko was a hoarder.
“A pack rat in the true sense of the word,” Maid No. 1 said. “He’d keep all of these books that he never read, shirts, hats and other little trinkets that fans would give him, and they’d be in the dining room, the kitchen, all about the floors, and he’d complain if someone put them in a different place, and he’d complain if we didn’t pick them up. The amount of stuff he had could have covered that entire ranch, and most of it was junk that he refused to part with.”
Maid No. 2 said only Jacko’s main closet, which held his trademark black tuxedo pants, loafers and sequined jackets was kept immaculate.
The most scurrilous item Jacko held onto?
“I’d say there were two,” recalled Maid No. 2, who worked at Neverland from 1994 to 1996. “A soiled baby’s diaper, and a pair of Fruit of the Loom that was obviously worn by someone who was either a teen or an early-age adult
