Guess who’s back in the mothertruckin’ house!?

It’s one mo’ time and one mo’ ‘gain the moment to exercise the inalienable right to do what so many people aren’t allowed to do on an everyday basis.

Drink quality water.

Luckily, Jay-Z is traipsing across the world telling thirsty people that they need to drink better water.

Speaking of Jay, I’m getting excited for his new album. I love the songs I’ve heard.

But you know who has some uber-banging songs being leaked right now???

The Game! The rap game’s most sensitive Negro is providing that hot shit, especially on the tracks helmed by none other than Will.I.Am of the Black Eyed Peas.

Go figure.

On to the tournament. Welcome to the Elite 8 sponsored by myself and the good folks of Jackson G. Tickle Enterprises as well as the folks over at The Royal Youngs. By the way, The Champ isn’t having such a good week. Somebody should go console him because the Steelers are on that shit.

Welcome back to:

THE JANET JACKSON BRACKET

It’s Janet…there isn’t much to say. Actually, her last album sucked ass. Like a lot. For instance, there’s sucking ass and then there’s her album. Yes, that’s what I wanted to say. Mmhmm.

(1) Beyonce (defeated Toccara 21-11) vs. (5) Sanaa Latha (who BARELY beat Lauren London 17-16)

Hmm…you know, there are times in my life when I look at Beyonce and I just say, “damn, Solange looks like the bad version of her.” And Solange ain’t even busted. Then again, fuzzy wuzzy was a bear.

Hm…yeah. You ain’t NEVER seen an ass like that!!!!

Hmm…is it me or does seeing her looking so focused just make you think of sizzlin’? Hell, I’m thinking about bacon right now!

Sometimes I just look up in amazement at how fine she is. I mean, it’s like she just wakes up and looks like a shining star. No, a shooting star…Robert Blake, even.

I’m just saying, fine is as fine does.

Do you realize that if the FBI or anybody of authority every confiscated my computer they’d find a folder or two full of lots of scantily clad black women? Do you think this might stop me from being elected somewhere?

Gee, I hope not!

Yep, my life couldn’t be better if I was staring at Halle Berry!

Or Stacey Dash!

Leonardo! Michaelangelo! Donatello! Raphael!

Sanaa. Donk-ey. For real, she has that total girl next door package thing going on. Just makes me want to bake cookies and take somebody’s kids to school. Except she’s the hot version.

In fact, that’s what she is, the MILF to end all MILFS.

Panama’s Pick: Beyonce
Panama’s Prediction: I WANT to say Beyonce, but then somehow, the Beyonce hate might come into play and then all of a sudden we’re sending Sanaa “M.H.” Lathan into the Fiinal Four…so I’m just gonna close my eyes and point
The Champ’s Pick: Beyonce
The Champ’s Prediction: Beyonce

Make sure you place your votes in the comments as we inch ever closer to the moment of truth, the moment of clarity, one shining moment!!!

October and Madness, two things that go together like vodka and cranberry juice. And now, Hennessey and Cranberry juice (Oceanspray), it does taste pretty good…

No..for real.

Make sure you head over the The Champ’s page to vote in the Kenya Moore bracket!! Soon and very soon (we are going to see the King…and that’s not T.I. you heathen), we will be at the Final Four and able to justly and scientifically crown our queen.

Science people, it’s what we live for. And this tourney is science.

But the one thing it’s not…

…it’s not a game!

Vote or die bitches. Vote or die.