Isn’t it sad when your life’s high points are being accused of child pornography or writinga karoke-hit song, soundtrack to the worst film ever made, and that its all down hill from there?
Well, no. It’s not sad. In R. Kelly’s case it’s funny. Laugh-out-loud, piss-my-pant, smack-my-thighs funny.
Check out his vent song after his tonsil surgery (only Robert could make tonsils surgery sound this sexy) and reminisce over THE BEST SONG ever made, hands down. The woman’s accent is heaven sent, gets me every time.
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