The Mediterranean hunk just released a new single called I’m A Freak. The clip is a short film about that time Enrique went to Pitbull‘s house for a pool party. Have a look:
If you can’t watch it, allow me to summarise: Enrique casually leans on one woman’s nearly naked bottom, while another woman grinds hers into his right ear. He buries his handsome face in the crevice of the first woman’s arse. The camera pans across a room filled with women in bikinis, lacy lingerie, and see-through underwear. The men are fully clothed. There’s approximately 45 semi-naked ladies per man in attendance.
Everyone’s drinking, twerking, and grinding. Women lick whipped cream off each other, fight over freshly unwrapped lingerie, bend each other over, spank each other, lather their bodies in soap, take tequila showers, simulate standing sex with Pitbull, get naked, bump and grind.
It’s just your standard pop music clip. Because this is where we’re at now, in a post-Robin Thicke world.
Before we continue, I’ve got some questions for Señor Iglesias:
1. This looks like a college frat party with a median age of 20. At 38 years old, what are you doing there? Are you a mature aged student at an institution of learning, or simply a middle-aged man in a sea of naked lady-butts?
2. The event’s dress code is “nearly naked”. So why are you, Pitbull and the male DJ fully clothed?
3. A number of the party’s attendees use the female buttocks in place of a drum. Did you run out of money for instruments?
4. Are you aware that, even for sun protection purposes, you don’t need to wear a cap inside at night time?