K-Fed shops for Mothers Day
Observe the Kevin Federline, loserwigger retardus, in his natural habitat, the liquor store.
See how he stalks the rows of vodka and tequila seemingly confused by the words on the labels, only to be predictably distracted by the fridge of forties, his natural dietary staple for sustenance in the wild of the suburbs, which he cannot resist.
Just kidding! You know he’s just picking up a little something special for Britney on Mother’s Day! And maybe for little Sean Preston too–do you think he’s old enough to have some Grey Goose, Kevin? Nah, you’re right, you better keep him on that Jack Daniels you’ve been putting in his bottle for a couple more months.