
Shocker of shockers, R Kelly was found not guilty. At least I got plenty of enjoyment from Slate's fantastic day-by-day trial coverage (do yourself a favor and read it right now, it's hysterical). It's been a top story on the local news here in Chicago, obviously, and for me the highlight came last night when the anchor quoted the defense lawyer's response to a witness claiming R has a duffel bag full of homemade porn. Direct quote: "Like some kind of porno Santa Claus, he's running around with a bag of porno tapes wherever he goes." This whole debacle was 100% pure class, from start to finish. Something else I learned from Slate: I thought I knew all of his grossest song titles, but "I Like the Crotch on You," that one was new to me.
Jay-Z, R Kelly, Devin the Dude - Pussy (Remix) (alt link)
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