Whenever he sings about a "bitch" in his song, I wonder if he's talking about his lovely mother, Gloria Loring, or his lovely wife, Paula Patton, or someone other lovely female family member or acquaintance.
Like those "bitches" that strutted alongside of him naked in the nudie version of the video for the song.
So classy.
It must feel so hip-hop singing "bitch" repeatedly--especially for a hip-hop wannabe with minor Canadian celebrity royalty for a close relation.
What rhymes with "hug me," Robin? How about "slug me."
As in, me thinks you're a slug.
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An update of sorts.
I was watching OMG Entertainment Death Spiral of Western Society! the other day when they ran a segment on Robbie and his dear old Dad, Alan Thicke.
Hijole.
While blowing smoke up each other's arses for the cameras--and without any mention that little Rob has a mother who achieved a certain amount of fame in her own right--the pater praised the fils' superior physical condition.
Something along the lines of "He's in great shape, has a nice body, and looks good naked." Then Daddy gave a smile and perhaps a wink to the audience.
Even classier.
I don't think for a minute that there's anything more to that moment than this: That Robin may sing about bitches and have topless women parade around him at a video shoot, but the real whores of this story are him and his snappy pappy.
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