Around the Holidays, I have a tradition. It’s called putting on a bathrobe, and listening to R. Kelly. Eventually after sipping Silk Nog and Vodka, I get bold enough to send text messages offering backrubs and sex with a naked thug.
While this isn’t true, watching this R. Kelly and Roots performance from Fallon made me decide I’m really wasting my life not doing such things.
I know its someone’s birthday somewhere.