I've seen two episodes of the otherwise entertaining Dancing with the Stars on ABC. I know the critics at Entertainment Weekly don't think too highly of that show, but they suck, so who cares? (Honestly. That's why they're in that gossip rag.) And both times (both the season debut Mater P managed to mangle the whole essence of dancing with his lazy, heavy-footed "movements." He then tried to blame his lazy-a** steps on representing the ghetto. Hailing from the ghetto, I can say that we're quite embarrassed to be represented by you. You need to spread your wings further, man. How about representing talentless poseurs the world all over, P?
So, the good news is, after his stalker steps last Thursday (that despite an intense need to grade, I couldn't rip my eyes away from. Felt like a funny and sad car wreck), he wasn't salvaged by the call-in votes.
A world will miss your hilarity, Pee-Head.