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Oh, Robin Thicke...sorta sweet, creepy, extremely delusional Robin Thicke. His life's basically been a messy news story since Blurred Lines was released last summer. We all remember all of the scandals that followed that, right? People accused him of being a misogynist, then he and Miley Cyrus did that creepy overtly-sexual twerk-filled performance at the VMAs, and then there was buttgate, when that photo was released of him grabbing a handful of some girl's behind. Ring a bell? We have to remember these things, y'all. They're the reasons why we didn't feel that bad when it was announced that his high school sweetheart turned wife turned baby mama was (*gasp*) leaving him.
Ever since then, he's been on a public rampage, broadcasting all of his relationship business to the world (he's almost as bad as Tori Spelling, but not quite...) and making sure it's known how much he wants his girl back. He's been crying and carrying on at concerts, he released the song Get Her Back (guess what that was about?), but we all sort of assumed the worst was over...we were wrong, guys. So wrong.
The title of his new album was announced today...it'll be called Paula. As in Paula Patton, aforementioned ex. Yup. You read that right. This is the part where I say how we should all go ahead and brace ourselves, but honestly...I don't think any of us will ever be ready to listen to an album full of variations of Get Her Back, no matter how well-intentioned they are.
Robin, dude, you've got to understand...you grabbed that girl's butt. The butt didn't grab you. You made your bed, and now you've got to lay in it. Life lessons, my friend, life lessons.