"Yes."

"Hey what's up?"

"I'm showering right now ACTUALLY. Maybe you'd like to talk to Marshall Mathers, my friend who's NOT in the shower. He'd be happy to talk, ask you 20 questions about your last name, and give you my...er.. HIS email address."

"You're showering? What are you doing with your galpal in the shower? Writing a song in your umbrella hat?" a different girl spoke this time, laughing into the phone.

"Yes." he said, touching his hat gingerly, wondering how they knew he wore such a contraption to write in.

"Aight, well Skillz it was nice talking to you, I hope you get all that nut mud off this time you crumbsnatcher." a third girl teased, barely able to spit out what she was saying due to her laughter.

"Bye." he replied in a mini voice before slamming his phone against the shower wall and chucking it over the stall, where it then flew out of the open bathroom door and into the room, hitting Danny in the head.

"BITCH!" Danno screamed, holding his throbbing head.

"Wow, you don't have such greeeat luck with those do you?" Eric inquired, dancing like a maniac, maniac through the room.

Picking up the phone, Danny marched into the bathroom where he ripped open in the shower curtain to reveal Tommy in his umbrella hat, underoos, and aquasocks chewing thoughtfully on a pen. "What the hell? Why did you throw this?" he said, holding up the phone to his froed bandmate.

"My galpals called. Again." he replied.

"Ohhhhhhhhh." Danny said, nodding his head in understanding.

Meanwhile, Ricky had made his way onto the bus and after prying the door open with a pickle he bought off a fan, skipped into the area where the bunks were. "Moe! Moe! Here piggy, where are you my wonderful piggy pig?"

Opening the curtain to Danny's bunk, Ricky's plastered smile suddenly fell as he realized Moe was no longer in the skater's bunk. "Oh no! They've got him already. We'll be eating pork chops for dinner!" He sobbed, throwing his head down on Danny's NSYNC pillow, too caught up in his grief to realize he had just stuck his head in a pile of Moe's shit. Seconds later he sniffed. "What smells funny?" he wondered aloud. He glanced in the mirror that hung in Danny's bunk and screamed at his own reflection.

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