TV Land Award
The TV Land Awards is an American television awards ceremony that generally commemorates shows now off the air, rather than in current production as with the Emmys. Created by Executive Producer Michael Levitt, the awards were hosted and broadcast by the TV Land network from 2003-2012 and then returned to the air in 2015.
Awards are given in various categories (which change slightly from year to year) and originally included awards voted on by visitors to TV Land's website; they are given to both individual actors/actresses and to entire television series. The TV Land Award statuettes are made by New York firm, Society Awards.
In March 2013, it was announced that there would be no TV Land Awards for that year. A network spokesman said, "We love the TV Land Awards and think there is great value in the franchise, but we will not be producing the show this spring.” After skipping 2014 as well, the Awards returned on April 18, 2015.
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Recipients
The following table summarizes the recipients of TV Land's "Discretionary Awards", which do not include any of the awards voted on by viewers (which are generally awarded to actors/actresses or characters).
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by: Vast Aire(Yo son, Willie Dynamite said 'He wanna hit you son')
Oh nah, he don't want it with me
Oh nah, shit, I'll bring the Earth, Wind & the Fire
When God made rap, he came to me
He said 'What you wanna do?'
This ain't Parker Lewis but you gon' lose
Cuz I can do karate in platform shoes
Hold your breath till your face turns blue
I'm like Dolemite mixed with Doctor Who
With a little bit of Sonny Chiba
I like to smoke cheeba and keep a fly bird
Then I tie my sneaker
You need to keep ya mouth zipped
If this was pre-school, I got the Cheese Nips
I seen Popeye get done in (Uh-huh)
Survival of the fittest, we will eat yo spinach
I think Olive Oyl tried to mix in
Her ass got broke cuz she was too thin
Did she have a chance? I don't think so
Call Pink Panther - Inspector Clouseau
Let's get 'em for info, see what he knows
And watch the face of grown Pinocchio
No'm'sain, so I ran up there, we hopped in the car
It was like six of us deep, we wasn't having it
I went straight to that nigga's club
Hell up in Harlem uptown Saturday night
Foxy Brown and Claudine had a fight
And even though it was awful
It got a little worse once they jumped Sparkle
Black Caesar fell out the wagon
But he can switch his hand like Into the Dragon
Superfly running shit like a gentleman
Cleopatra Jones smacked Lady Heroin
Bad Ass got mad cuz he lost his hat
That dude's a bad mutha - stop that!
Back flipped her, rocked her world
And then he went for Cornbread Earl
He choked him out, had him in a headlock
We was like 'What Judo does he got?'
You know my style is Bulletproof
Like Clark Kent when he slips out of the phone booth
Yo it was crazy dawg, yo chairs was thrown everywhere
Tables was flipping, I was like let's get the hell out of here
We had to bounce - we did the Hollywood Shuffle
I kissed my girl; she was like 'I love you'
Checking my body for scars
That's when me and my brother saw the Drug Czar
It was Willie Dynamite
He just left the fight
He was like 'It wasn't me, I was here all night'
Then he pulled out, and he shot my brother