The man most likely to use his children as nunchucks has now become the most grounded person in their lives. K-Fed was in Vegas for a paid appearance at Mirage Hotel & Casino lounge Revolution. Sources say it wasn’t the wild and crazy Kevin that used to show up at Vegas. The one that would delight everyone with his aspirations of becoming the next rapper extraordinaire.
He had dinner with friends and family at the hotel’s Japonais restaurant, says a source, who adds: “He was late for dinner because he wanted to tuck his kids into bed.”
How did this happen? Does karma exist? Am I about to be punished for hiding a dead fish under Kirsten Dunst’s bed and spraying her panties with cougar pheromones?