I don't know where back-up dancers get the idea that they can do anything other than shake around in the background of really talented people . . . or in Kevin Federline's case, he gets to shake around in the behind of a mildly talented country bumpkin who used to look great before she inflated to mythic proportions with his love child. You see, Federline's been trying to not rely so much on his wife's millions, since at the rate of how they blow through money, they'll be living in a cottage in Appalachia in 3 months time.
I found this clip on The Superficial and let me tell you, it's off da hizzook. If by "off da hizzook" you mean "holy crap that's terrible". But the funny thing about this is that Federline actually predicts, mid-clip, that everyone's going to hate it until 2008 when all of our collective ears will start to appreciate the style he "creates". Why not just wait 'til then jackass.
So, if you want a taste of the future, click here and take a gander at the anthem for 2008. You'll feel like a time traveller, but with none of those "oh oh, you're going to erase your family from existance 'cause you kissed your mom and now she thinks your name is Calvin Klein" problems.
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Dear God, is this for real? No, *seriously*. It can't be. If I ever run into that fool on the street--okay, so I won't actually *do* anything, but I'll throw him a dirty look, I will!
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