CRACKED: No, I meant for work.
KK: Oh! Um"Â¦ I was doing a little National Geographic porn on the side and temping at a company called Lanotech . They make those little rubber stoppers that are at the bottom of, like, refrigerators and washing machines. You don't really ever think about them, but they're pretty important.
CRACKED: How did that work out?
KK: Well, my "cubicle" was basically the parking lot. Occasionally, I ran some errands. I think they kept me because they didn't need an extra security guard.
CRACKED: Are you related to the wrestler King Kong Bundy?
KK: Haha, not that I know of. I mean, my mother never said anything to me. But she was kind of a slut, so you never know.
CRACKED: I apologize in advance for this, but everyone wanted me to ask: do you eat bananas?
KK: (laughs) You know it' funny, but I really do. I'm embarrassed to say, but I can't get enough. A sliced banana in my morning bowl of Total is like heaven to me. Why? Do you have any?
KK: Oh, I just thought you might be setting me up for one of those celebrity mind-fucks like on Oprah where she' hiding BeyoncÃ©' mother backstage then brings her out at the end of the show.
CRACKED: That would've been awesome.
KK: Yes. (uncomfortable silence) Yes, it would have been.