Earlier this month Robert Sylvester rang in his 48th born day by escaping that closet he’d been trapped inside and hit the proverbial strip club for this empowering anthem. Today, he actually hits the strip club for the visual accompaniment. I need that money gun in my life, stat.
This guy is a scumbag of the highest caliber, and I’m here for every single moment of it.
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