STORY BY SEAN A. MALCOLM

No amount of money can hide the fact that Angela "Myammee" Pitts is, and will forever be, a southern girl. It's painfully apparent through the pickled eggs she's unapologetically scarfing down, while the 25-year-old recaps her winning the $250,000 jackpot on VH1's I Love Money 2 to me. You're sure to see her crowning achievement on more VH1 reruns than basic cable does for Seinfeld. "You should have one," she offers in her southern twang, just before she runs down a list of artery-clogging goodness that's a part of her diet. "I eat hot sausages, pig's feet, pickled eggs, all that." Thank the heavens "all that" doesn't affect one inch of her 34DD-26-39 frame. Nevertheless, the last time me and Myammee (who earned her name from being on Flavor Of Love 3) chatted it up, she mentioned how she wants to pay off her student loans, and her work as a Hooters Girl in Atlanta ("If they had a picture to promote the chain, my boobs should be up there"). Yes, that indeed is a visual worth a thousand words.

Before we get into you winning the dough, I have to ask, why were you half-ass naked at every elimination on the show? I mean, why not? It got y’all talking about it, right?

Considering it's the first question I asked, what do you think? I’m happy I did it. I’m gonna tell you the whole story behind it. You know you’re gonna be on TV, so you have to have your checklist of what to buy before you go. You can either go to some random boutique, and buy these cute little dresses for $50 or $60. Or, in my case, you can go to this lingerie store that was having a big crazy ass sale at the time…they had 75% off at Frederick’s. I went in there and spent $200 on all of that. It was like a sign from God. Well, I’m not gonna say it was from Him, but it was a sign. When you’re on TV you have to take advantage of it, cause if you don’t you’re gonna be washed away and people are not gonna remember you.

But you're already remembered from Flavor Of Love 3. And you didn't have to be half-naked. I know that, but it worked! The dudes were loving it and the girls were side-eyeing. Just let me wear what I want to wear. You never know what that can lead to. Trust me, Sean, it was for a purpose.

Hell, I'm not complaining. It was must-see TV. And speaking of the side-eye, what was up with you and Sappharyi? I don’t know what her problem was with me. I think it came from It. But It is gonna be It, he was at all the girls. He’ll be googly over any girl that got an ass or a top. So I guess she got jealous and she started saying I was trying to be her. C’mon there’s no way, how can I try to be you?

Did you ever see the slick comments that was being said about you when the show aired? One of the comments I do remember her saying was calling me “crackhead ass Myammee.” She could say what she want to say, but look at me. I just laugh it off. It’s one thing to say something that’s true and it’s another thing to be talking out the side of your ass. But, I ain’t come here for that, I came here for the money.

And in the end, you broke up alliances and sh*tted on a few folks who looked out for you in the process. I did not sh*t on anybody. When it came down to me or them, who am I gonna choose? Me! Only one person could win that money. At one point you’re gonna have to break that up.

What advice you have for those who'll be on I Love Money 3? My advice to anybody doing another season of I Love Money is to go there for the money. No matter what, make sure you focus on yourself. It may sound selfish, but you went there by yourself and you gotta leave thinking about yourself. If you don’t think about just you, you’re not gonna make it to the end. And you gotta put it in God’s hands because there’s no way I would’ve won without him.

I have an issue when it comes to greedy tactics being linked with the Lord...Money is the root of all evil, you know? It is, but if it’s meant for you to get it, Sean, it’s meant for you. He might bless you with the money for some strange reason, not even for myself.

Well, now that you're $250,000 richer, what do you intend to do with the dough? Pay off student loans and all types of crazy stuff on my credit that I really wanted to get cleared up. I’ll be 30 in a few years and nowadays if your credit ain’t right you can’t do nothing. No matter how much money you got, you still have to have great credit. So I’m about to.

Aside from the obvious, what do you really want to do with the money? I really want to make sure the money makes money for me. Of course I’m going to get some business loans cause 250 stacks, you can’t really do too much with it. I might want to start a hair shop in Miami. I don’t know yet. I have to look into that.

Way to be original, Angie, but you said $250,000 isn't a lot of money. Does VH1 take taxes out of that? No, they don’t take taxes out of there, I gotta pay that. That’s why I need the right people by my side to handle my money.

Do you have a history of mismanaging money? I’m never the type to splurge like that. The only thing I really spend money on is hair and makeup and stuff like that. Other than that, I don’t wear name brands so I won’t be in the Gucci store. That ain’t me, I don’t care how much money I got. I know where I came from to where I’m at right now. It’s too hard to get there, I’m not gonna throw it away over some material stuff. I never had a problem with money and managing it is not a problem with me.

Nah, you won't go crazy in the mall. You'll just have tricks, uh, dudes buying you whatever you like. Word to T.I. [Laughs] I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Don't play coy with me, sweetie. I'm sure you've gotten some fellas to do some ridiculous thangs for some change. I mean you’re a dude, you’re supposed to do that for me. You gotta impress me, regardless if I have money or not.

So, cats do have to pay like they weigh... No, I didn’t say that. They gotta impress me, and I’m gonna keep it like that.

How do they impress you then? Just make me smile and don’t be corny.

That answer was corny! I mean I love being spoiled…all that…all of the above...A, B, C, D, and E...

I have no idea what in the hell that means, but you know your alphabet so that's kick-ass. Are you still working at Hooters? Yeah I’m still working at Hooters, man, what’s the problem [laughs]?

I don't have one. What ever happened to your Doublemint Twins being the poster children of your chain? Yeah...they ain’t really…

Checking black folks like that, huh? Nah, they’re trying. But at the end of the day, when you think of Hooters you don’t think of us.

If you mean “us” as in the flat-chest Vanessa Huggins-type then yes, women with Tic-Tac’s down their bra don’t come to mind when I think of Hooters. Luckily, you don’t fit that mold since you got chesticles that would make Benjamin Button drool. [Laughs] Yeah, but what do you think after that?

Uh… Exactly. Cleavage? No! Buffalo wings... Whatever, I love Hooters and they look out for me.

Tight white shirts? Oh, well, I give up. Are you going to take your quarter-million and fade off in the sunset? Or is this not the last we will see of you? If an opportunity comes along, why not? Yeah, I won $250,000 but I ain’t win a billion dollars, so I can’t just chill. So, this ain’t gonna be the last you hear of me.

Hit Myammee up at http://www.myspace.com/myammee (yes, folks still have myspace pages)...