I’ve spent the weekend trying to think of the right way to express my feelings toward Whitney Houston.  As I remarked to a buddy of mine (and social media backed it up big time), the sisters loved Whitney Houston like family, so any attempts at sarcasm would get you cut.

Then a few of you reminded me we owe, with little debate, one of the most repeated jokes, black cinema or otherwise, to Miss Houston.  Enjoy.

R.I.P. Whitney Houston.