Today's birfday boys include a talkboxing Ohioan who might as well be physically driving to the bank and placing bags of money into T-Pain's safe deposit box, and a not-very-good rapper who has such love for NWA that he had some dude take an ink-filled needle to his chest area and permanently scratch the name into his flesh. I kind of can't hate that.
Happy birthday, Roger Troutman and The Game! (1951 and 1979, respectively.)
“Computer Love.” Because my major flaw is that I'm not especially creative when it comes to selecting music; my major strength, fortunately, is that I know good music when I hear it.
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