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The cancer filled lungs is gonna be the least of this kids problems, since there’s a 98 percent chance of him coming out with horns and a split tongue. Of course that might make him some sort of unkillable demon, but I guess there’s only one way to find out. You know what’s more hateable and completely punchable than Kevin Federline? Yeah, me neither. And it’s why every day I get closer to tatting ‘love’ and ‘hate’ on my knuckles and lifting weights while crying with a billion pictures of him on my walls.
Note – It was insufferable enough when I thought Britney was the one who sold her wedding pictures for $2.3 million, but to know that Kevin was the one who did it really is too much to take. This jackass has the grace, dignity and style of Gary Oldman in True Romance, and yet he’s 2.3 million dollars richer than me because of his master plan to whore out pictures of his bride. I gotta go lift some weights. Cause it aint white boy day. (props to anyone who got that last line.)
Thanks to Sara for the link.