TP-2.com

Last night I was listening to that cd and for the life of me, I don't know what in the hell possessed me to ask my dear to purchase that shit for my birthday four years ago. I mean until that cd, I had never thought about purchasing an R. Kelly cd. I was still mad at him for biting poor Aaron Hall's style (c'mon, y'all know Aaron was rocking the bald head and wearing the dark ass shades indoors before R. Kelly's kindergarten dating ass did!). However, I must confess, that I do like the "Feeling on Yo Booty" song. I don't know, it just kind of grew on me. Perhaps the must disturbing part of this all was finally uncovering the mystery behind the title of this album. Now, I know I'm slow, but it wasn't until I was listening to the intro of the cd, that it finally dawned on me, that TP-2.com was revisiting his raunchy ass Twelve Play cd.

BOOOOOOOO! HISSSSSSSSS!

I know, I know, I'm slow as hell.

Y'all have to forgive me, I never listened to Twelve Play in its entirety. I just remember several classmates in my sophomore year of high school getting knocked up and blaming that cd for their unfortunate fate (WTF?). Anyway, I was like damn, Rra is this what happens when you run out of titles for your cd's? You just start recycling some of your old shit? Damn, should I expect CF-2: The Willie Wonka Edition?

I'm sorry if I offend any R. Kelly lovers out there (all those that are old enough to reach the keys on the computer with the use of a booster seat). It's just that I hate when people rant and rave over somebody who isn't all that talented. He's alright, but damn, folks be trying to make him seem like he's Otis Redding or something. Women, all falling out and shit at his concert because he took his shirt off. He ain't all that fine either. As a matter of fact, he looks like a monkey.

Now if you show me some Aaron Hall, you got yourself some moist panties.

I'm not lying either.