Blast from the pornographic past

Hey, there it is!

Remember this music video? Where this dude basically showed us his junk and licked his lips a lot? I'm not saying I didn't like it. But do shiny abs spinning on a rotisserie really constitute an artistic masterpiece?

What happened to music videos that told a story? Had a plot, stirred up deep emotions with its artistic value? Like Lil Jon's Get Low? Girls on a stripper pole, booty poppin' in bras and heels? Iced grills and bottles of champagne? God bless those girls, if I tried to pull something like that, I'd throw my back out.

Skeet skeet, motha fuckas.

And a friendly heads up for the pervs like me that try to google d'angelo--don't. You'll get more than you bargained for.

WHAT? YEAH!