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Due to recent events that I care NOT to discuss right now in full detail, my Mother is pissed at me...nothing fucking new there.  I've always been doing everything WRONG!  I can see why she's mad at me, but this is totally over the top. My middle sister has pissed me off so much that I completely wrote her off, she's the one that opened her big fat mouth to get me (I'm 33) into "tr

Jamie Lynn Spears, knocked-up Nickelodeon star and Britney’s lil’ sis, celebrated Mother’s Day with her fiance and his mother on Sunday. Glammed up in a bright print dress and yellow heels, the expectant Spears, 17, gassed up her Range Rover on Saturday and headed to Liberty, Miss, where friends threw an early-evening event attended by [...]

For the most beautiful woman in my life: MOTHER. On this Mother’s day I celebrate you, I think about what you mean to me, I think about the good times, I think about the bad times, through it all you stood there with open arms and LOVE. I Love the with all my heart, forever and ever. Mother’s Day is your day. momma, so wonderful you are.And to all you other mothers... know that your children need you and love you. Mothers this is your day, Happy Mother’s Day!!

KARDINAL TALKS ABOUT LIL WAYNE, THE CLIPSE AND HIS BABY MOMMA! Although rumors have circled that Canadian rapper and Akon's Konvict Music artist, Kardinal Offishall have been going around that links him with Mos Def's ex-wife, model/author Alana Wyatt, Kardinal is denying all such talk. The rumors mainly stated that Wyatt was Kardinal's baby's mom, but he says No baby mothers, continuing That's one thing I've been ...

Ok, let's just call the Aging Disco Diva a bit overprotective....a bit old fashioned....a bit old school... but when did quasi child porn become artsy? And what the f'n hell was Momma Billy Ray Rose doing while his 15...yes folks....15 year old daughter was posing for the picture above? Was he too damn busy counting the money his little cash cow is raking in to notice that she was posing provocatively, with her jail bait naughty bits covered up only with a silk sheet? OMFG. 15 might be considered an old woman back in the trailer park but carp on a stick, in most states (note I did not say all states) a 15 year old is still considered a child.Does it take more than two brain cells to realize that a photo of your child wearing nothing but a sheet might be inappropriate for someone who is be

In case you didn't know 5 Minutes for Mom is hosting all sorts of giveaways in honor of Mother's Day. So be sure to head on over there and enter the contests. They'll be posting different giveaways over the next couple of weeks, so I'll keep their button in my sidebar for easy linking. Good Luck! Also, you have until the 7th to enter their 2 Weeks of Toys giveaways, so be sure to check those

Pictured from the left: George Harrison, 20, Paul McCartney, 21, John Lennon, 22, and Ringo Starr, 23, relax in the sun in Weston-Super-Mare during a week’s appearance at the local cinema.  Four weeks later their lives were to change forever.  The photo was taken in July 1963 during a week when the group had [...]

  Little Rudy from “The Cosby Show” is all grown up and playing  an incarcerated prostitute? Keshia Knight Pulliam will star as an imprisoned prostitute in “Tyler Perry’s Madea Goes to Jail.” Derek Luke also stars in the Lionsgate comedy, which is set to begin filming in Atlanta next month for a tentative early 2009 release. Gone [...]

This morning as I sip my coffee I have the balcony doors open to the ocean. The crashing of the waves is so common place in my subconscious now it will soon sound too quiet when we are on the road traveling through South Carolina, North Carolina and Tennessee and I hear the hum of the tires instead of the surf. Every morning this week I've watched for dolphins and whales as we've seen the

I was confined in the hospital, with my mother as my company, when Pacquiao and Marquez had their fight in Mandalay Bay in Las Vegas last March 16, Manila time. I remember my mother getting all ablaze over the whole fight, while I was knocked out and would doze off in between fights.   At 62, [...]

Hey y’all, We can all agree that the Pharcyde’s “Ya Mama” is the pinnacle of musical expressions of the dozens, but musicians have been slinging yo momma snaps for much longer. Even - this may be hard to believe - the Beatles got in on it with the sort of politeness that might be expected from [...]

Hey y’all, Another week gone by here at the Yo Momma blog, and you’ll notice that we managed to do it without even mentioning the death of Charlton Heston. Very restrained on our part. No, we stuck to the kind of news way towards the back of the newspaper, because, hey, we’re a niche blog. First [...]

Hey y’all, Charles Barkley, former NBA great, has found a second career as a color commentator. And apparently when he was covering a Golden State Warriors game a couple days ago, his hosts weren’t exactly inviting. But ol’ Charles knew how to come back in style. Barkley on Golden State’s video screen comparing him to Jabba the [...]

Hey y’all, Here goes some news about mommas that I just feel in the bottom of my soul that you’ll enjoy. 50 has won in his eviction case against his ex-girlfriend/baby mama. Even though they split up years ago, Shaniqua Tompkins, thought she had the “right” to stay in a house that 50 Cent purchased — without [...]

I am a huge fan of comedy! I am a huge fan of Martin Lawrence! So this 2000 release from Twentieth Century-Fox Film Corporation was a recipe for fun. I admit the plot is a little formulaic, but would you really be renting this for the in depth plot and character development? I am smiling just thinking of that! This is an old fashioned story of boy meets girl, in this case the lovely Nia Long, under less than favorable but side splittingly hilarious circumstances. Martin Lawrence is his usually funny self and the effects that went into creating "Momma" are reminiscent of Eddie Murphy's multiple characters in The Nutty Professor and Robin William's character Mrs. Doubtfire! He is supported by an excellent cast including, the aforementioned Nia Long, Paul Giamatti (think Lady In The Water

Hey y’all, Can you smell spring in the air? Or does the powerful stench rolling off yo momma’s haunches overpower it? What did we cover this week on the blog? Mostly stuff from the news, as I recall. We recovered from an attack of futuristic Internet robots bent on our destruction. We turned you on to some [...]

A redneck family from the hills was visiting the city and they were in a mall for the first time in their lives. The father and son were strolling around while the wife shopped. They were amazed by almost everything they saw, but especially by two shiny, silver walls that could move apart and then slide back together again. The boy asked, "Paw, what's at?" The father (never having seen an elevator) responded, "Son, I dunno. I ain't never seen anything like that in my entire life, I ain't got no idea'r what it is." While the boy and his father were watching with amazement, a fat old lady in a wheel chair rolled up to the moving walls and pressed a button. The walls opened and the lady rolled between them into a small room. The walls closed and the boy and his father watched the small circul

Hey y’all, You know that we faithfully follow news developments about significant mommas here on the Yo Momma Blog, and surely one of the most important mommas out there today has got to be presidential candidate Barack Obama’s momma. Man, that’s got a ring to it. Who can resist? Anyway, the subject of Obama’s momma came up [...]

According to IMDB.com, a Georgia woman has filed a paternity suit against Mike Epps and “claims the actor is the father of her four-month-old child”. Court documents revealed that the unidentified woman is requesting that “Epps take a DNA test and acknowledge the child as his own”. Apparently, the unidentified woman wanted to keep the matter private, however she was forced to go public with the matter, after her attempts to reach Epps and his attorneys via calls & emails generated no responses. What’s interesting is that Epps “has been married to wife Michelle McCain since 2006”. If the child is his, then he will have to do some explaining to wifey!

Top-rated snaps. Beaming new mommas. Trenchant commentary. More beaming new mommas. Ladies and gentlemen, last week on the Yo Momma blog! See you Monday! addthis_url = 'http%3A%2F%2Fyomomma.tv%2Fblog%2F2008%2F03%2F22%2Fthe-yo-momma-weekly-roundup-20%2F'; addthis_title = 'The+Yo+Momma+Weekly+Roundup%21'; addthis_pub = 'yomomma';

Hey y’all, I…I just gotta admit it. I love a good, clean scandal. The kind full of titillating details. The kind full of sordid developments. The kind that you like reading about, not the kind that makes you hold your head in your hands and want to cry a little. And man, I gotta say that [...]

Jesus H. Christ. The central figure of the Christian faith. The purported savior of humanity. The main man to 3 billion of the world’s people. And apparently the best battler on YoMomma.tv. It takes a lot of hubris to pretend to be God on a website, but whoever Jesus is, it’s working for him – [...]

Hey y’all, We assume that you watch Yo Momma the show as religiously as you participate in those fierce battles on YoMomma.tv So if you love the show as much as we do, you’d probably jump at the chance to get to know a little about what inspires a titan of dozens. Thanks to the Asian [...]

Hey y’all, No sheep for the shepherd this week - not much to round up. Basically all we brought to you this week was our apology for being gone and our promise to never slack in our Yo Momma duty again. So what else happened this week? A cursory glance at the news ain’t too encouraging - [...]

{summary} April 11, 1922 - March 7, 2008 I’ll be on hiatus for a while.  The grandmother who raised me passed away this morning.  I’m a bit traumatized and I feel like someone has kicked my feet from under me. It’s so hard because I don’t want my baby to see me cry.

Hey y’all, Whew. Take a deep breath with me. Let that sucker out long and slow. Yeah, that’s right: we finally made it to the weekend. And this is one of those weekends with a weird tension hanging over everything, the weekend before the storm; this coming week may well decide the political future of America. [...]

Name: Portia MangoWebsite: myspace.com/portiamangoHeight: 5'8Weight: 135Measurements: 36 - 27- 37nationality: CaucasionHometown: San DiegoDOB: 2-12-86Languages Spoken: EnglishOccupation: Mother, Student, ModelTurn On: PersonalityTurn Off: NegativitySkills: I am a great model, mother, and dancer (jazz, ballet, Modern)Ink? How many? 1Favorite Designer: ChanelFavorite Clothing Store: Macy'sFavorite Photographer? My Primary photog SAMRunway or Glamour? RUNWAYFavorite Magazine besides ModelVanity? elle, Vanity FairSexiest Man? My manSexiest Woman? JennaDo you sleep naked? no, what if there was a fire? lolFavorite Digital Gadget? My cell phone!Any Pets? NoDo it yourself type? (y/n) absolutelyWhat 3 Items on a deserted Island? water, chocolate, and cell phoneTropical or Cold climate? TropicalHype

Hey y’all, I promised to be more positive this week, and by Momma, I think I succeeded. Any week when I come across some actually funny snaps on the site is a success in my book. So what did we touch on in this, the week that was? Well, on Monday we couldn’t resist commenting on [...]

I made my Grandma's Bread again today, but with a few additions which turned it into pizza bread. I divided the batch in half and made one into a loaf and the other into rolls. I think it turned out pretty good, and my husband liked the loaf sliced up and dipped in ranch sauce. If you click on the pictures you can see them larger. Here's what I did. I added the following ingredients to the

First I was hot Mama, a couple days ago (see the previous post for clarification!), and now I'm a TopMomma! I'm on the front, home page of TopMomma.com! Now I don't know how I got there, and I don't know what this is exactly, but since when has confusion and blundering around stopped me from getting anywhere?!!"Mommy bloggers are sorted by popularity, which is based on clicks and referrals. When a new mom enters the roster, the least popular one gets pushed off the site. Think of it as a “mommy time out”…With a bit of luck, and a really supportive bra, you just may end up as TOP MOMMA – which earns you bragging rights and a spot in the elusive “Hall of Fame..."Okay, so does this mean people have to vote for me? Am I still a top mama even if no one responds to this at all? Do I

I am SO proud of Mara Lin for listening, following directions, and having a great day at preschool today.I'm so excited that she got to pick a prize out of Miss Brandi's prize box.And I am even more excited that she choose a kazoo for that prize.Let me tell you how tickled to death I am that I've only gotten to hear B-I-N-G-O played on said kazoo eighty-two times in the last ten minutes.Yep, I am one proud CRAZY Momma! Oh, and Mara might have to go to the ER tonight for ingesting a kazoo.

Hey! I am on the front page of TopMomma.com! Time is of the essence, so make sure that you stop by and click my face! This is a contest, so I need to get the most clicks as possible to remain a Top Momma! Thanks! [...]

The whole house comes to a Halt! Well, It seems that my Frantic pace of the last few months really caught up to me. Couldn't get out of my bed Friday morning. My Hubby had to get Elijah off to school and hustled myself and the Sick Sassy Girl to Urgent care. The whole mood of the house changes when Mom finally goes down with something. Quite took over my house, which in this house is Never heard. After a long Dr.Visit the girl and I left with 4 meds for me and 2 for her! Bronchitis for me a Sinus infection for her. Hmmmm, If I were keeping score I would say Mom won that one! I must say, not in my almost 41 years have I been blessed with Bronchitis and hope to never be again. Came home and slept the rest of the day and night! Had a few visits for meds and kids making sure mommy was still b

Are You A TopMomma??If you think that you are a Top Momma than you have got to Check this out! You can submit your blog with a picture and see how much of a Top Momma you are. Great way to get traffic to your blog.

Plies (Runnin My Momma Crazy)A year ago if you would've asked somebody who Plies was, they probably couldn't tell you, but I'll be darn if dude ain't blowin up fast and heavy right now. I like Plies Because though there's alot of artist out rappin about they money, cars and women, he make a lot of joints that have solid messages to them. Don't get me wrong he rap about all that other ish to or we wouldn't listen to his music, but songs like this and that other joint 100 years give a young brotha something to really think about.

Every year my family falls short of giving me a thoughtful present. It hurts my feelings about how little time they spend on my gift while I devote time, energy and money on theirs. I'm not asking for anything expensive. How can I get my family to honor me? Here's an answer from Bad Momma: The Holiday gift season used to cause me much anxiety. I would feel bad if the gift I gave was not as nice as the one I received. Conversely it also would bother me if I spent considerable more time and money than the other person. I also felt guilty if someone unexpectedly brought me a present and I had nothing for them. I ended up creating a " gift drawer" of items I would find, usually on sale throughout the year. When a friend showed up with an unexpected gift, I was prepared. This works well for birthdays too. As far as my family goes, we give each other a few "suggestions" to help make the job easier. Pajamas, books and gift cards are perfect for my kids. Only child-free adults get gif

Hillary Clinton has continuously rolled out heavy endorsements for her presidential campaign to counter balance the weight of Oprah Winfrey's endorsement of Barack Obama.Victoria Rowell is the actress who plays Drucilla Winters on "The Young and the Restless." Earlier in the year, Winter's character was seen falling off a cliff. She was not seen again until August when she miraculously appeared in Spartanburg, SC at a Hillary campaign stop. "By the way, Drucilla did slip off the cliff ... and she's in Spartanburg," Rowell said.Then Hillary pulled out handy man Bob Villa and said, "when we take back the White House, we're going to have a lot of fixing up to do."See related article: Hillary and Bob Villa-America's Energy Policy Experts?Next she released what she may have thought was the big gun-her mother. In a campaign video her Mom was quick to calm any fears of a biased opinion by saying, "I think she ought to be elected even if she weren't my daughter."See related article:

Poor mommas. They put up with a lot from us, without a word of complaint. We come up with the rudest, sharpest, foulest things we can say about mommas, and they take it. Not all mommas are that patient. In 1492, the kingdom of Grenada was destroyed by the Spanish army. As the king fled, he turned back for a last look at his country, and shed a few tears. His mother turned to him and said, “You do well to weep like a woman over what you could not defend like a man.” Ouch. That is sharp. We’re all lucky the mommas discussed on this site don’t have those kind of skills.

This next evil momma is a legend - both a “not real” legend and a “daaamn, that’s evil” legend. Long before Tyler Perry put on a fat suit and a sundress, Medea was a main lady of Greek myth. She was the daughter of the king of Colchis, and - like people do in these stories - ran off with a sailor the first chance she got. He killed he brother as they were leaving (like people do in these stories), but that didn’t seem to cause problems. What did cause problems was when he tried to marry another princess a few years later. Medea took it badly (like people do in these stories) and poisoned the other princess - and her father. She still hadn’t gotten enough revenge on her husband, though, so she took the next logical step. She killed their children. You heard me. She was so mad at her fella she stone axed their children. That is bad parenting. Worse even than this:

I don’t know if this one counts, but y’all will cut me a little slack, right?  Mary Tudor had a bad childhood. Her father, Henry VIII, occasionally threatened to kill her, and she had to deal with five stepmothers, one of which was younger than Mary. (She got to see two of them beheaded, though - sort of a “Yo momma such a whore, she cheated on the king of England” kind of thing.) So Mary lay back, thought of England, and waited for her father and brother to die so she could be queen of England. They did, and she did, and everything was pretty keen until she married the King of Spain and got pregnant. England waited… and waited… and waited. No little prince or princess. Turns out Mary had a problem called “phantom pregnancy,” where a woman wants a child so bad, her body acts like she’s got one in the oven - but when the timer dings, no cookies. Mary went a little off at this point, and decided God had punished her with this who

I had an idea.  We’ve spent a lot of time talking about short mommas, fat mommas, ugly mommas, bad-tempered mommas, functionally retarded mommas, and more fat mommas. But what about straight-up, no-kidding, downright evil mommas? We skipped those. Anyway, sharpen your number 2 pencils and pack a lunch, because you’re about to get taken to school, for a crash course in Evil Mommas of History. Chapter One - Catherine de Medici, Queen of France. Catherine had kind of a hard life - her husband cheated on her all the time, and then died in a joust when the lance broke and part of it went through his eye into his brain. Closed casket, all the way, and you can imagine she’d be a little grouchy. One after the other, three of her sons became king, and they were all momma’s boys. Most of the time, she settled for ruling France and killing people who stepped on her toes - she had the Duke of Guise stabbed to death in front of one of her sons and killed the queen of Navarr

Because so many people have Because a couple of people have Although no one has asked me, I'm going to reveal the secret of successful blog writing. I'm sure that there are many people who read my blog and wonder how I do it. How do I come up with twice-weekly blog posts, brimming with humor and interesting tidbits and still manage to raise two kids and work at home? What is the secret of my success, if success is the word I want? I'll tell you in one word: focus.For instance, yesterday, I sat down to write a post about writing blog posts. Now, there were several things that could have gotten in my way, but I didn't let them. Laundry, squabbling kids, rodents, illegible bills that may be overdue by the time they dry out, cats in shopping bags, possibly dead woodpeckers, and a lack of information about Hanta Virus - it was all ganging up on me, but I managed to put it aside and write a post. Well, I started to write a post. I'm going to finish it now.To begin with, when I descend

Whooo, another long week gone so very by. I could not be more relieved to be sitting here, typing up this one final capstone before the hedonism and debauchery of the weekend begins (because that’s what weekends are all about, right?). Before we do our recap, I want to remind those Yo Momma battlers reppin’ the Midwest to stay the hell inside this weekend. Supposed to be some winter storming and whole lot of snow and freezing rain and sleet and ice accumulation. Make some hot eggnog (put some brandy or rum in if it you are of the proper age), pop in a beloved DVD and get madly cozy on the couch with some blankets and maybe a beloved other. If you got the stuff, get a fire going. Orders from the Yo Momma blog. You dig? You dig. Anyway, we started this week off, like most of the rest of you, by dealing with the aftermath of Thanksgiving, only this time in a true dozens fashion. And then we implored you, in two separate posts, to help the Yo Momma community by being more creat

TIM $13,990 (down $60 on the day) Today got pretty interesting towards the market close—there’s a bit of panic in the air and it’s action like this that makes real panic, aka real fun, possible. With that in mind, I took home a short position overnight—it didn’t act as perfectly as I would’ve liked, but I’m willing to add to my position if

Hey y’all, The week before a holiday is always so exhausting, and the day after is always a mild letdown - kind of like the letdown yo daddy felt after he conceived you, only that wasn’t mild… No, I’m just playing. I hope you’ve all bee stuffing yourselves on leftover turkey and pumpkin pie and other various goodnesses, the goodnesses that make the season, the goodnesses that make yo momma so horrifyingly fat. So what did we go into this week before Thanksgiving rolled around? Well, first we indulged in a little theology, with an investigation into the nature of Jesus, at least as he manifests himself on YoMomma.tv. Then we made a suggestion for Yo Momma and the Guinness Book of World Records, which so far I haven’t gotten any encouraging e-mails about… And then we gave a shoutout to you, the people who make Yo Momma so deliciously possible. Good on you. See you next week!

My late mother's birthday was last Saturday. She was a greyhound lover just like I am, so I thought I'd write about the first time she and I went to the Greyhound track.My mother was a good Christian lady who went to church on Sunday and never swore, except once when she dropped a pie she was taking out of the oven when the minister was over for dinner. She moved in with me after Poppa died and that presented some problems, because I liked to go to the greyhound track back in those days. The first week she was with me, I just stayed home, but by the second week, I was getting tired of staying in, so I asked her if she wanted to go, knowing that she didn't approve of that kind of thing. I knew she'd say "No." But she didn't."Sure," she said, "I'd love to go. Just let me get my purse."So, off we went in my 1972 Datsun with the clutch slipping and blue smoke pouring out of the tailpipe. Momma didn't seem to notice and kept up a good line of chatter as we traveled through North Prov

zen's taking a liking to listening to music via the laptop; however the availability of children's music through dubious sources is somewhat anemic. i suppose the barney and raffi demographic just aren't as underground as i am... i suppose my expectation of 3-year-olds being bit-torrent savvy is a bit extreme. (and i thought we'd all be wearing jet-packs by now). hopefully busta rhymes and ll cool j can pick up the slack.

I’m not really sure how this happened, but apparently I’m a “Top Mamma”. The button’s kind of purty, don’t you think? To further my Top Mammaness [is that a word?] click here to vote for me. Please?

Yeah, yeah, I know what y’all are thinking. Shakespeare is boring, Shakespeare is incomprehensible, Shakespeare is to be suffered through in ninth grade English and then forgotten, its place in your mind occupied with remembering the jingles from beer commercials. I know all that. But I’ve told you before and now I’m telling you again, Shakespeare was the rawest cat around in his day. Shakespeare was the kind of person who made dudes bite their knuckles and go “Awwww, daaaaaaaaaamn!” Check out this excerpt from Titus Andronicus, one of Shakespeare’s lesser-known and less-loved plays: Demetrius: “Villain, what hast thou done?” Aaron: “That which thou canst not undo.” Chiron: “Thou hast undone our mother.” Aaron: “Villain, I have done thy mother.” Schnap! That joke would be as fresh today as it was in the 1500s! Who said Shakespeare was for the classroom? The dude is meant for the streets!

Suddenly the consummate family girl, Christina Aguilera was out to dinner last night with her husband Jordan Bratman. And as she moves further along in her pregnancy, she has revealed that her days of pushing the “sexy” envelope aren’t necessarily over now that she’s about to be a mommy.source:celebrity-gossip.net

Hey y’all, Kind of a week of foreshortened posts this time around, due to some of those oh-so-extenuating circumstances. Yesterday the whole damned blog was down. I blame the Internet. The Internet, like beer, is the cause of and solution to many of life’s problems. Anyway, I promise that next week will be a little fuller, richer and…dare I say it…fatter. Like yo momma. What did we get ourselves into this past week then? First we drank deeply from the well of ’90s nostalgia with the Fresh Prince. It scares me a little that we’re already nostalgic for the ’90s, which seem like they were just yesterday, and also featured many hits by Alanis Morrisette, which is not a great commentary on a decade, but there you have it. Then I tried a weird little something that I guess went over some heads. Sorry y’all. Not my best, I’ll admit. And then we bounced back a little with some, um, wordplay. Yeah, wordplay. So I’ll see all y’

Oh man. Me and yo momma last night…whoo boy. I’ll tell you what went down, blow by blow. Yo momma showed up at my door, with some special treats. And that’s when we started getting down. We stirred it up. We beat. We kneaded. Yo momma sprinkled her sugar and cinnamon all over, and you best believe that sugar was brown. We put the heat on, and like Marvin Gaye, we were hot just like your oven. And then we baked. The pie was delicious. Hey, what’d you think I meant?

Val calls her mother “momma” even though Ruth is 90. She doesn’t say “Mama” like Southern women usually do. The “o” is pronounced and distinct. Anyway, Momma wants to buy her daughter Val a sewing machine for her birthday. Seems Momma (Ruth) and Bob (Val’s dad, duh) bought her a nice Sears sewing machine in arrgggh 1980… or around there abouts. It’s definitely time for a new one. I don’t know jacksquat about sewing. I do know what thread looks like and how linen wrinkles. Ruth and Val have been e-shopping on Overstock.com and eBay, looking for a good deal on a machine. They’re fixated on a Brother machine and they won’t stop talking about it. “It threads itself!” Ruth exclaims. “It has 60 programmed stitches… sews buttonholes automatically… has an antique and heirloom setting… sews at 700 rpm… onstar navigation, dispenses popsicles to neighborhood kids, removes

Hey y’all, The afternoon is winding down. Everyone’s looking longingly out the window as the clock counts down inexorable and slow the few remaining hours and minutes before the weekend finally begins. It’s a time to kick your feet up. It’s a time to hate on people’s mommas. Yours, for example, is so ugly that the timeclock punches her. Anyway. What did we get into this past week on the Yo Momma blog? Seems it was another week of sweet online media confections around a chewy caramel Yo Momma core (hey, it’s getting on dinner time). We started you out with Shaq’s cogent views on the Middle East and Yo Momma. Then we served up a video platter of mad Sesame Street Yo Momma snaps, courtesy of everyone’s favorite luridly-colored duo, Bert and Ernie. And after that, Mr. T came out to play, or more accurately to pick you up by your collar and shake you a little for dissing people’s mommas, you disrespectful child. And then we sent you home

I wanted to take this Post to do a Little Proud Momma Bragging. My little Queen Bee Miss Sassy Girl received her Report Card Yesterday and Drum Role Please........... 5 "B's" and 1 "A". O.K. you may say Yes, that is Good but... Well, If you know my little Miss Emily this is No Small Feet. She is Finally working to her Potential after How many Years of Anxiety and Disappointment in School. I knew in my Heart the minute I worked in her class as a Kindergartener that she Struggled and something was Not right. I would cry to my Husband I know something is Wrong. She was Diagnosed at age 5 with Tourettes and along with that came a Number of issues. One being School. Well, after many years of begging the school to Help and finally getting a teacher in the Third Grade who about jumped over the table in a Intervention Meeting Screaming for the School to Help her.She Has Never Liked School and always felt Singled out. I have been to so many intervention meetings and been told a numerous amou

Oh yeah, I just busted out some Star Wars-flavored Yo Momma dissage. Because Star Wars is undeniably a cultural landmark, as is playing the dozens, so it’s only right and natural that they should be combined into one sweet and sticky piece of pop cultural taffy. But of course, the Yo Momma Blog ain’t the first to come up with such a thing. I don’t know who was, but I do know that the undeniable kings of Star Wars Yo Momma have gotta be those wacky boys who make Robot Chicken. Check it: Damn! Return of the Momma! Tell me that wasn’t so sick it was choleric. I can think of no more noble use of the esteemed tradition of Yo Momma.

Hey y’all, Did everyone have a good weekend like I told you to? You best have. I don’t want to hear no reports of frowns or tears, unless the tears are yours because I kicked it to yo momma Saturday night. Ohhhhhh. Anyway, I was digging around for Yo Momma-ness, like I do, and I found this interesting bit of pop culture flotsam. It’s Shaq, on an Israeli news broadcast, dishing out some serious Yo Momma hurt to groups of assembled reporters. The commentary is all in Hebrew, but the Yo Momma snaps are of course in the Queen’s English. Check it: And what Shaq said to Israel, I say to you, faithful readers: mazal tov, shalom, and I’ll see you tomorrow.

Hey y’all, Man! Finally, a fast week. It seems like just last night I was writing the last Yo Momma Weekly Roundup, but here I am, primed to kick back and enjoy a high-quality weekend right as soon as I get this roundup fired off and sent to the digital presses. Great how that works. I’m in a good mood. I hope y’all have a fantastic weekend. Anyway, what ports did our ship of Yo Momma call in this past week? They seem to be mostly YouTube-related - I guess I figured this here blog could stand a little visual enhancement. First we put on our flashlight helmets and excavated a pristine nugget of classic Miami Bass to wear in your ear holes. Then we found out about some bright young men who just may have given our beloved Yo Momma a little bit of a razzing. And we didn’t hop off the YouTube train after that, oh no, we found some Canadian MTV commentators waxing philosophic about Yo Momma. And then we sent you into a glorious Friday with some meta-Mamma musings. So

Hey y’all, I’ve noticed a bit of a trend brewing in the Yo Momma community. Much like in the greater world of humor in general lately, certain Yo Momma battlers have embraced the meta-joke, skewering the standard template of a Yo Momma snap with self-referential humor, or something just plain non-humor. Here’s an example taken from the Yo Momma site: And here’s something I dug up on YouTube, a Yo Momma battle between Batman and Superman trading some amusingly unamusing meta-Yo Momma snaps. Check it: I gotta admit, meta has got its charm…

Hey y’all, I’ll admit it, sometimes we at the Yo Momma blog are guilty of perhaps a wee bit of overthinking when it comes to our beloved Yo Momma and the dozens in general. “But wait,” you say, “Can it even be possibly possible to spend too much time thinking and talking about a verbal sparring tradition and its accompanying TV show?” Yes, I say to you. Yes it can. Not that we’re planning on stopping or anything. But take a look at these peoples brought together by MTV Canada to discuss Yo Momma. If we’re guilty of it, they’re just as bad. You know, for comedians, I feel like something was missing…I think it was laughs…

Hey peoples and mommas, What’s happening with you? Man, I’ll tell you, I could unload on y’all for about three hours straight about this week, but I know that’s not what you came here to check. You’re interested in Yo Momma, and it is my sworn and solemn duty to bring you that dozens joy. I think we did a pretty good job of that this week. Let’s look back. We started out with a couple of ideas. First, one for a new crossover show called “I Love the Real Super Sweet Flavor of Yo Momma 2,” and then a campaign to bring in some new and different guest star blood to the Yo Momma TV show. And then it was on to the babies, because just like you gotta love yo momma, you gotta love yo babies. And then we closed up with some supergroovalisticness from a musician who knows how to treat his momma. Are we gonna have more of that solid Yo Momma gold for you next week? Man, you already know the answer. Peace!

Hey y’all, I was bouncin’ around the web today, like I do, looking for some quality music on that most beloved and cherished of subjects: yo momma. You know we like to talk about music here on the Yo Momma blog, and we view it as our nigh-on sacred duty to bring you, the loyal fans, the highest quality in Music to Yo Momma By. Today YouTube yielded this selection: It’s called “Treat Yo Mama,” and it’s about how you should treat yo momma right. This is an important lesson to take to heart. We spend so much time dissing our friends’ and enemies’ mommas that we might let that carry over into our relationship with our own momma, who of course deserves nothing but our love, understanding and respect. The music sounds like regular old crunchy American folky-bluesy slide guitar rock ‘n roll, but the singer, John Butler, is actually Australian. Everybody’s mad cribbing our homegrown styles! Still, gotta admit, it sounds pretty good

I mean Yo Momma the TV show of course. Nobody could class up yo actual momma, because she’s so trashy that when she stands at the end of your driveway the city sends a couple dudes to take her to the dump. Yo momma so trashy that you get Christmas cards from Oscar the Grouch. Yo momma so trashy when you told her you wanted to join the diving team she took you to the nearest Dumpster. But I digress. I think it would be hilarious to mix up the guest stars a little on Yo Momma and maybe get somebody a little unexpected. Usually the guests are rappers, and they bring a reliably down and dirty kind of flavor to the show, but what would Yo Momma snaps sound like when delivered from the lips of, say, James Earl Jones? (They would sound thunderous, that’s what.) Or, like, little Natalie Portman slinging Yo Momma disses. Or how about Jack Nicholson? Can you imagine Jack Nicholson cutting somebody down to size Yo Momma-style? The man is a crazy person - just crazy - and I’m sur

Hey y’all, Alright, stand back, because I’m about to bust out some unprecedented TV-executive skills the likes of which none of y’all have ever seen before. I am going to blow the minds of any MTV high-ups reading this post. I am going to straight inaugurate a new golden era of quality television programming. So dig: we have Viacom, one of the big American media companies, right? Now among Viacom’s holdings are MTV and VH1. Back in like 1986, MTV and VH1 were music channels which played “music videos,” which for you young kids out there who may never have seen one are short videos that accompany a specific artist’s song which usually feature the artist doing something silly, like screaming in empty spaces (U2), getting buried under a mountain of naked thighs on the hood of a luxury car while smoking a cigar(any rap video), or flying an airplane for some reason (Jennifer Lopez, the Foo Fighters). Anyway, those days are behind us, and now MTV and

Hey y’all, It’s Friday. We officially done with yet another 7-day chunk of our fleeting time on this whirling chunk of rock. I hope everyone reading out there managed to make the most of it. Man, I’m sorry, did that sound a little morbid? Just been one of those weeks, I guess. Anyway, onto what’s really important, what has always and will always add just a drop of flavor to your week: Yo Momma. We started the week off by doing like Mr. T and pitying some mad fools, with our in-depth exploration of Mr. T and Yo Momma. Then we reminded the people out there of some of the most epic battles in Yo Momma history and dug up some classic New York Yo Momma snaps. After that, we made a quick pit stop at the drive-thru and picked us up a number 6 combo with a large Coke and two sides of Yo Momma served up raw with our fast food jokery. And we wrapped up with a technological retrospective as seen through the eyes of the battlers on YoMomma.tv. We got some good stuff coming

Hey y’all, If there’s anything I’m pretty sure about after spending all this time on YoMomma.tv, it’s that y’all love yourselves some fast food. I mean, I suppose everyone does from time to time – like the book says, we’re living in a fast food nation, and it’s pretty hard to say no to some delicious grease formed into patties at 3 AM after a long night, I ain’t gonna lie. But Yo Momma battlers seriously got some chicken thighs and Quarter Pounders on the brain. I suppose when most of the disses are about being fat, there’s gonna be a lot of dudes invoking the Colonel. Anyway, you want evidence? Here’s my evidence: the very best of fast food on YoMomma.tv. Your momma’s so fat, when Dorothy wanted to find KFC da munckins pointed 2 yo momma and say,”Follow the really fat b****, follow the really fat b****!” - The Fierce One Yo mamma so fat the cashier at kfc asked her what size bucket she wanted she said the

Of course I’ve been laughing my ass off reading about fat, thin, stupid, old and ugly mamas. I’ve also been checking out some pretty amazing battles between people of all races, ages, creeds and sexes. There is something I think we should remember, though. The way I see it, we all need to take a step back and remember the great words of a prophet perhaps not quite appreciated enough by today’s youth. In the days before UBL and high-speed internet connections there was one man who tried to remind us that we need to treat our mother’s right. Of course I am speaking of the oh-so-wise Mr. T. In his words, “Remember when you put down one mother, you putting down mothers all over the world. Mother, there is no other, like mother so treat her right. Mother, I’ll always love her, so mother, treat her right.” You don’t believe me? Check it out here.

Another long week gone by. I will tell you, there’s nothing like stepping inside your house at the end of work on Friday, sinking into the couch, popping the top off something appropriately bubbly and stupefying, cuing up something familiar and beloved on the DVD player, and making sure to call your boys over so they can be informed just how fat, loose, or stupid their mommas are. So what did we talk about this week here on the Yo Momma blog? We got a little bit too out there for some of y’all with our numerological interpretation of the significance of Yo Momma. Hey - it was Monday, what can I say? With a tip of the hat to Paul Simon, who is admittedly not exactly the kind of musical artist normally associated with Yo Momma, we offered up 50 ways to use Yo Momma. Or more like a handful, but it was a good title. And speaking of music, we dug up some more Yo Momma-related musical gems. And you thought only rappers played the dozens. And finally, because this blog is primaril

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Yo Momma’s so greasy that she’s seeped into pop culture.  Yeah, I’ve noticed something you all haven’t.  Yo Momma’s in a whole lot of songs.  Though not necessarily an obvious Yo Momma insult, Aerosmith has a whole song entitled “Yo Momma.”  The lyrics for part of the song go “your Momma wants to do me and your Daddy wants to do me in” and the end of the song “Then it all came back to me that night back in 1973 it must have been yo Momma Lord have mercy on me.”  Ohhhhhh…..Niiiiiice.  There’s more.  Lil’ Wyte goes on and on not only about ‘yo mamma’ but about “Yo daddy” and “Yo grand mammy”!  He’s all “I seen her butt naked….” And “Yo mamma wanted spinners for Christmas”.  Probably the best line is “Yo daddy, sees Mike Tyson and wanted to put a tattoo on his nose.”  Huh?  But my favorite would have to be Frank Zappa, who uses the phrase “Yo’ Momma”  to sing the praises of mothers.  “Maybe you should stay with y

So get this. I’ve been loving the site, checking out the different kinds of insults – you know: fat, stupid, skinny, etc. But guess what I’ve found out. A quick glance at the Urban Dictionary lists a ton of definitions (or ways of using “yo momma“…). The first definition is “A phrase used as a formal declaration of defeat. For example: “Kenneth replied ‘yo mama’ when he realized he could not counter his opponent’s point.” Another one, and this is very helpful when trying to get to someone, is, “”yo momma” is something you say in front of every sentence that some1 says just to piss then off.” This definition was my favorite. Too bad it wasn’t used in a battle. “A lame phrase someone I know keeps saying whenever I ask him a question about PE because he has it before me.” And, of course, the actual insult, “Me: Hey, what are we doing in PE today? Him: Yo Mama!” LOL…right? This one I take issue w

I don’t know about you, but if you come from a country that doesn’t think insulting someone’s Momma is a big deal I’m not sure you could hold up to us.  This is what I’m trying to say.  After David Beckham got in trouble for calling a Spanish referee’s mother a whore he said “I didn’t realize what I had said was that bad.  I had heard a few of my team-mates say the same before me.”  Oh really, Mr. Beckham?  Let’s assume this is true.  Hey, yo Momma’s so ugly you came to play for the Galaxy just to get away from her.  Hey, yo Momma’s so fat elephants use her to play “football”.  Get the point?  I go through battles and the lab and all I can say is if you don’t think even the slightest insult of someone’s Momma isn’t a big deal it’s no wonder you lost to us back in the 18th century; and again in 1812.  No wonder we had to come over there and help stop Hitler.  No wonder we’re getting better at soccer and you all are…well just look where

I always enjoy featuring the stories of work-at-home moms/dads. Everyone has a story that inspires, motivates and touches, in its own way, regardless of the type of home business they do. So, if you are a work-at-home mom or dad and like to be featured in this blog, please drop me a note. But today, I am honoured to share the story of Laura Spencer, another work at home mom… please read on and get to know her… (more…)

One thing I’ve always wanted to know is how you gained so much knowledge of religion (your faith) and the bible? did you study religion? writing? I have absolutely no formal education in the Bible, such as attending Bible college or seminary. But, at the age of 32 I took my very first inductive Bible study class. The book was Daniel and the course was 22 weeks in length. I thought I would never finish it, but 22 weeks later I was stunned to realize something; I knew the Book of Daniel. I had also unknowingly learned the inductive method. Since then I’ve taken over 20 inductive Bible study courses and in 1997 I completed Precept Ministries Leadership Training. I’m currently working on an inductive study of the book of Revelation with my husband and will further my leadership studies in a four day class on the Book of Acts this October. Let me assure you that you don’t need to be a scholar to learn the Word of God. When leading a class I look for one thing fro

I have a theory. I think Yo Momma is keeping people sane. I’ll bet you crime has gone down since Yo Momma came on. I’ll bet you fights are down. See, instead of people going out with nothing to do and sitting around insulting people they don’t know they’re getting on this site, checking out battles. They’re watching the show and talking about who the best battler is. Then they’re having their own battles. Then neighbors and blocks are battling. I’m serious – I’ve seen it. But it’s all being done within the setting of Yo Momma. There are rules. No one’s taking it personally. And everyone’s getting they’re aggression out. This is why I think that violence is going down. In my neighborhood the more people “battle” the less they really want to fight and the more tired they are at the end. The more they have to think about insults the more they realize that insults really do hurt but that it’s ok as long as it’s done in the Yo Momma framework

Yo momma so fat that the Lord took six days to create her, and on the seventh day He no longer had room to rest. I guess that one was kind of weird. But it’s been a long week, and I’m kind of in a weird mood. But it has, of course, been another reliably fruitful week of Yo Momma’s hot snaps and deep thoughts, and we ain’t got any plans to keep serving you up steaming platters of the tasty stuff. On last week’s menu was: - Alphabet Mama Soup, a delicious can full of flavorful recipes to spice up the regular old Yo Momma ingredients. - A frank discussion of that common household fixture that gets our food after we’re done with it, the toilet, and its relation to yo momma. - A little combination of lyricism and pop culture references with a Yo Momma-inspired twist on John Lennon’s patchouli-scented anthem “Imagine”. - And a fresh twist on playing the Yo Momma ratings game, which could certainly use some innovation. Just another week

Have you ever noticed how the word “toilet” seems to make people think that something will be funny? It appears to me that while this may not be something we like to think of, it may indeed be true. Let’s take a look. I ran through the “tags” in the “lab” and found the word “toilet”. Guess what I found. Seventeen pages of toilet insults. Now the first page had a few “short” “poor” and “nasty” insults. But on the second one I found a creative one: “yo mamma so ugly I had to look at her picture while I was on the toilet just so it’d scare the sh* out of me”. Now that was funny; using the toilet as the setting – not the point of the insult. I thought that was very clever. Having checked out that piece of Americana I moved on to the classic tag of “doo-doo”. That search took me to three different insults. Those three were funny when I thought of Eddie Murphy circa early SNL days saying something like, “yo momma breath smells like she

Another week, another series of frank observations on your momma’s various physical and mental deficiencies. That’s how we do here at the Yo Momma blog. Yo Momma - and you don’t stop. So this was a week especially filled with unique Yo Momma conflict and content. Let’s look back for those of you just tuning in whose down arrow key may be broken. Hey. It could happen. We like to talk about the rich and varied history of Yo Momma snaps and the dozens, the African-American verbal tradition from which they sprang. But it turns out that Yo Momma may actually go back a lot further than the dozens…all the way back to the Bard himself. And then, the fights began. First, Kanye West and 50 Cent’s album sale beef spilled over onto YoMomma.tv, with a savage one-on-one Yo Momma showdown between the two stars. And then it turned out that even politicians like to come provocative with a good diss, which is probably the reason we witnessed the Yo Momma battle for t

I think we should put some new spins on this contest.  As it is right now there isn’t so much at stake.  Yeah, someone can insult someone’s mama but after that episode we’re not even thinking about him anymore.  It’s not that I don’t think we should be having the show, it’s that I want Yo Mama to have more consequences.  Here are a few ideas: 1.  Whoever loses should have to go to his old neighborhood and walk around with a sign on that has the best insult about his mama, but it would say something like, “my mama’s so fat…..” or “my mama’s so stupid……”.  That would keep out the guys who shouldn’t be there to start with and keep it real. 2.  Whoever wins should be able to insult the other guys mama while the other guy has to sit and watch, as in, “you’re so fat….” Or “you’re so stupid….”. I think if we had a few of these consequences the competition would be much much more interesting.

Returning to school has been easier in some ways for me, more difficult in others. Child care is the most obvious issue, my increase in coffee consumption is another! I'm finding the actual studying and comprehension surprisingly easy . . . or maybe I just don't know that I don't understand! However the constant need to be doing something really goes against my naturally lazy nature, and so the family is helping out.This is a prime example of Monkey Boy's unwavering assistance:And here is Mr. Honeybell's:I will spare you the sections and diagrams he embellished and added notes to for the reproductive system. When I unknowingly opened my book to that section, my anatomy professor was impressed though. I blamed it on the kids (one more use for children . . . cover up your husbands potty humor!)It has been a joy experiencing the differences between community college and University. For instance, at University, you might expect an in depth lecture on Freud. At community college

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Hey y’all, Put on your jewel-encrusted party hats and get ready to play a tune on your pimp kazoos, because your favorite portal for the very finest in brutal snaps and verbal slaps, YoMomma.tv, has just passed a major milestone. That’s right, YoMomma.tv is now home to over 20,000 disses. That is twenty. thousand. yo momma jokes. Let’s think about that number for a little bit. Let’s say that you wanted to slay one person a day, every day of the year (even Christmas) with a crippling Yo Momma snap you found on YoMomma.tv. Definitely an admirable goal, and 20,000 available snaps means you could totally ruin a dude’s day every day for more than 54 years. By the time you got done, civilization would have progressed so much your jokes wouldn’t even be relevant. Yo Momma jokes would have evolved into “Yo momma’s so fat that if chickens had not been obliterated by the great Rigelian Poultry Plague of 2049, she would enjoy them in excess.”

Peace to all of you and your mommas, I’ve been wondering about something lately due to all the time I spend voting on jokes and battles on YoMomma.tv. Even for a casual observer, it’s pretty hard to miss that a lot of the jokes people are posting can seem kind of racist. A popular trope, even in jokes that make it onto the show, is the one that starts with “Yo momma’s so black….” In my mind, there’s a couple of problems with this. First, a whole lot of people on YoMomma.tv, and in the world at large, aren’t exactly black. You tell some Korean dude, or some Finnish dude, that his momma is so black and it’s gonna be you that winds up looking the fool. I mean, it is readily apparent to any observer that these dudes’ mommas are not black in any way, shape or form. These dudes’ mommas are so not black that whenever they pop in a Tupac CD all that comes out of the speakers is ABBA. When these dudes’ mommas cook a pot of

Some of you might not be too schooled on your hip-hop history, so I thought I would talk about rap music’s most shining example of the pure art of Yo Momma, the song that was made theme to MTV’s Yo Momma: the Pharcyde’s “Ya Mama.” “Ya Mama” comes straight off the California foursome’s debut album, Bizarre Ride II The Pharcyde, which was released on the famous Delicious Vinyl label way back in 1992, the golden age of New Jack Swing and P-Funk samples, the same year Dre and Snoop blew up the West Coast with The Chronic and ushered in the gangsta era. The Pharcyde weren’t gangstas, though – they were straight up funny, hard-partying dudes, and their hilarious, often confessional raps prove it. In “Ya Mama,” they sling disses like “Ya mama’s got a glass eye with a fish in it” and “Ya mama’s got a peg leg with a kickstand” - pure Yo Momma bliss. Any appreciator of hip-hop should get the a

Jesus H. Christ. The central figure of the Christian faith. The purported savior of humanity. The main man to 3 billion of the world’s people. And apparently the best battler on YoMomma.tv. It takes a lot of hubris to pretend to be God on a website, but whoever Jesus is, it’s working for him – he (He?) has won an amazing 88% of almost 300 battles. So with Jesus’ domination over Christianity and YoMomma.tv in mind, I’m compiling the best jokes on the site that have to do with that dude up on the cross. In Jesus’ name, amen. From Franklin: “Yo momma so fat that Jesus said, ‘Render unto Caesar what is Caesar’s, render unto God what is God’s, and render unto yo momma some freakin’ Slim Fast.’” From Imani: “Yo momma so ugly even Jesus wouldn’t save her.” From TonyStark: “Yo momma so ugly Jesus doesn’t want her as a sunbeam, he wants her as a plague.” From CabroniBaloney: “Yo m

Hey y’all, Lately I’ve been wondering why, of all the insults in the world, an insult directed at one’s momma is the most cutting. Most times if you insult a person to his face, you can laugh it off or somehow misdirect the attention of the insultee so that it’s no big thing, but in certain nations of the world, if you insult a man’s mother, he will immediately begin threatening your most precious cargo with a sharp bladed instrument he was, up until that moment, using to slaughter a goat. Such people will not suffer any sort of barb aimed at their mothers. You can say to them, “Your wife’s demeanor reminds me of any number of aquatic mammals,” and they will laugh and offer you a glass of their particular nation’s undrinkable alcoholic beverage and say their native tongue’s varation on “Women – you can’t live with ‘em, you can’t live without them,”but if you were to begin a sentence with “

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I’m convinced that insulting one’s mama crosses all cultural, racial, ethnic, religious, geographic and any other lines. Why? The answer is quite simple, actually. It’s all about the spelling. There are pretty much two most common spellings for one’s mother: Yo Mamma and Yo Mama. But….there are also educational limits to this spelling (i.e. improper punctuation): yo mama, yo mamma, yo mama and yo mamma. Then there’s the South: Yooo Momma (or, again, yooo mama). We also have the fast talkers, the people who are either always on the move or from somewhere in the mid-Atlantic: yomamma, yomama, Yomama, Yomamma, YoMamma and YoMama. The proverbial sweater-wearing preppy boy has his Yo Mother (your mother) and the jock has Yo Mama! Or Yo Mamma! Latinos have Tu Madre (tu madre), Italians have Yo Muda, and Jews have Yo bubby. Insulting one’s mother is such a popular pastime that I’m sure many, many, many more variations could be found. For now I’m willing to settle on the tra

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