The Smoking Gun has obtained a copy of what K-Fed requests in his dressing room. I’ll paraphrase, with my thoughts in italics:
- chest or appropriate container of clean (not dirty) ice with scoop.
- one quart size bottle of Ocean Spray Cran-Apple Juice (I like to think he’s preventing a UTI)
- a bottle of Jack Daniels and a bottle of Grey Goose Vodka
- Beer?? (I’m not sure if he’s just suggesting beer or what.)
- one ashtray
- one small platter of sliced bread (white and wheat), sliced cheese, lettuce, tomatoes and assorted condiments (mayo, mustard, oil, salt & pepper) (K-Fed loves sammiches!)
- Box of Altoids, red (… I don’t know)
I really don’t get how this douchebag can request anything put a pot to shit in when he’s going to places like the House of Blues in Chicago and playing for absolutely free.
The good news is that the more I read about him, the angrier I get at how absolutely AWESOME he is. And by awesome, I mean so stupid and douchebag-like that I want to throw metal things at his head.
Thanks to Kevin, though, I’ve created a new category of archives: Dirty Obsession. Or maybe just Dirty if it relates to Kevin Federline.
Okay. 7:07 means it’s Gopher Hockey time.