I didn't take notes on the reunion; so some of it might be a bit hazy. As usual, I'm sure you all can fill in the gaps in the comments section. Anyway, unlike last time, we didn't get to spend much time with each and every girl. Instead, we were subject to dumb filler pieces such as an unnecessary glimpse into the wonderful world of photo shoots (featuring many a thong) and a few recaps of the season. We also saw some sort of shabby montage of clips that I imagine were supposed to be the music video for Flav's dumb, new single. Needless to say, I could have gone with less montages and more catfights.

Speaking of catfights, two of the first people Lala interrogated were Saaphyri (I'm not even going to double-check the spelling on that one) and H-Town, the two girls who wound up punching each other on the very first episode. At first, it seemed like the fragile H-Town was on the road to mending when she apologized for her behavior, saying that she never, ever acts that way in real life. But then she had to go and add that Saaphyri probably conducts herself like a barbarian every day. Bitch, whatchu talkin' about? I thought we might be privy to the very first weave-pullin' extravaganza of the hour, but sadly, Saaphyri proclaimed that she had since taken anger management classes, and thanks to her nifty new certificate, she was going to stay calm and refrain from beating this bitch -- as she would have done the week prior. Now that's what I call inspiring!

Next out on Lala's couch was none other than... Goldie? Yes, Goldie from season one was back and rockin a dubious weave. I've always loved Goldie -- she is a fan favorite, after all -- but she had no business being back here. Every moment that she spoke was less time we had for fisticuffs, and that's all we really want to see, is it not? Anyway, Goldie chided Crazy for thinking that New York was her friend, and then later on, Goldie gave a little shout-out to Sumthin' for standing tall, even after she had managed to take a dump all over Flav's staircase. Word up to diarrhea, baby!

We then sat through a montage that was the very definition of the word "undulation." Yes, it was the famed booty-shakin' competition, and after watching the girls make every part of their body wobble like jello, we were then treated to a live performance by Like Dat, Bootz, and Buckwild where they once again showed they were unafraid to flirt with the dangerous world of wardrobe malfunctions. And by the way, I'm just putting it out there: Buckwild for season four of Dancing with the Stars.

Finally, after fifteen minutes, the man of the hour emerged: Flavor Flav! Just like every other part of the show, what he said was frequently punctuated by incessant applause, which was the producers' sly way of masking their excessive editing. Anyway, after watching Flavor's awful, aforementioned music video, Lala then opened the floor up to the ladies, who were able to finally ask him all their (itching and) burning questions. Buckwild was first, and in a totally unrehearsed bit, she asked Flav why he had cursed her out when she had left the show. This led to a profanity-laden argument as they discussed the merits of her questionable ghetto accent, but ultimately, as always happens with Flav and Buckwild, this scene ended with hugs and screams of "BUCKWII-YULD!!!"