K.O.’d
Winter is freezing up the gossip mill, but one thing’s for sure – when K’s out in full swing, it’s not just the weather that’s making private areas a bit comatose.
Word is K was having a little too much fun in the tub with his rubber duckies named “Vicodin” and “Percocet” that he slipped into something a bit too euphoric. Let’s just say it was like a dream. Y’know, the kind of dream involving Stephen Dorff and pop ballads.
Beware, K, this kind of narcotic buffet has a few side effects: loss of facial hair, an allergic reaction to plaid, and an increased tolerance of Asians.
We like you just the way you are, K.
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