We've been Punk'd...?

Last night, my friends and I were out playing Quizzo (the pub-quiz night at the Pour House), and for some reason, Kevin Federline came up in conversation. (God only knows why, but he did, okay?) So anyway, my friends Emily and Starr and I were talking about the usual stuff like "Oh my god, have you seen that video?" and "blah blah blah," and then, out of the blue, an idea was brought up that was so perplexing and absurd, it made us wonder... what if K-Fed was the greatest prank ever known to man?

This is our theory. For his senior thesis, an MIT student, studying postmodernism under Noam Chomsky, enters Los Angeles under the guise of a backup dancer named Kevin Federline in order to examine and test the cultural behavior of Hollywood. Somehow, while deep in his role as K-Fed, he gets the attention of Britney Spears (who is completely blind to the fact that she is just part of the experiment), ends up marrying her (again, all part of the experiment), and proceeds to challenge everybody's ideals of what a celebrity could be. In order to do so, he becomes the biggest mooch ever, tests everyone's patience with Chaotic, then releases quite possibly one of the worst songs ever recorded in the last 20 years... all while remaining completely serious about everything he does.

The real surprise comes in 2 years, when Britney and the Fedster divorce, and the man we all knew as Kevin Earl Federline from Fresno, California reveals himself to be who he really is (I imagine with a name like Stpehen Horowitz or something along those lines.) The ironic twist: Britney's money would be long gone, having all been spent by her "hubby," and the man once known as K-Fed is making millions from his book sales. It's okay, though -- he'd be paying his child support.

Just something to think about.