Bradley bought me R. Kelly’s Trapped In The Closet on DVD for Christmas. I had only seen Chapters 1-6 before, but Bradley’s frat made them watch this as an initiation torture device, only he laughed the entire time. So on Christmas Day, my family sat down and watched all 22 chapters. Therefore the following phrases were dropped in conversation during the holiday:
TITC (pronounced “tits see”, the acronym for this hip-opera
So I pulled out my Beretta…
Sylvester changed into something more comfortable: another suit
crazier than a fish with titties
Also, I promised Bradley that I would make sure my husband didn’t shoot him the day he was released from prison.
Would I rather have my family sit around watching Fanny And Alexander or something equally cultured on Christmas Day? No! Then what would we have to laugh about?
Related: My mother is surprisingly well informed on T.I.’s legal woes and is very sympathetic to his rapidly approaching incarceration. Which led her to (according to Bradley) pick up his CD at Best Buy and say “I’m going to buy this!”.
Bradley said “No, I have that already. I’ll make you a copy.”
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bradley’s in a frat?? bradley…… my my. i hope its an honor frat at least.
remind me to tease him the next time i see him.