You've probably seen it on CNN. Maybe you've heard the news blaring from a car stereo passing by on the street. It's a day that will undoubtedly leave its mark upon the hearts and minds of pop enthusiasts everywhere: The Cheetah Girls have decided to call it quits after their six year run. Yes, it's true: Adrienne Bailon, Sabrina Bryan and Kiely Williams will disband the group upon the completion of their One World Tour on Dec. 22. The dream team known as The Cheetah Girls was originally formed in 2002 for a made-for-TV Disney movie based upon a book series of the same name by Deborah Gregory. The movie soared with popularity, bringing rapid success to the foursome. However, tragedy struck the girls early in 2004 after member Raven-Symoné chose to leave the band and pursue her own solo endeavors. Though her motives remained murky at the time, it was generally agreed upon by the public that her actions were, indeed, so Raven.

The Girls chose to persevere without her, with additional movies, albums, world tours, video games, perfume lines, a line of dolls and home décor. The group even managed to secure a toothbrush deal in 2006.

Since then, it's been a bit rough for the ladies. They've made some recent mistakes, like when Adrienne's nude webcam pictures accidently leaked to the internet this month and caused a massive furor within the blogosphere. And they've only had one actual "hit" in their entire career (2007's "Fuego," which peaked at an impressive 122 on the Billboard charts).

But does any of that take away from the group's perfection? Please. One need only hear a few of their spiciest numbers, including "Amigas Cheetahs," "Cheetah Sisters" and "Cheetah Love" to know that the Girls were always one step ahead of the game.

Naturally, then, the break now comes as a crippling blow to most fans. With the holiday season looming above our heads, it seems ever crueler to hear those opening notes to the classic "Cheetah-licious Christmas" these days.

No doubt, we will always remember-I know I'll be telling great tales of The Cheetah Sisters to my own adopted spawn. So fare thee well, Holy Sisters of Cheetah. May your spots shine brightly within the glossy pages of Playboy magazine.