Host: Welcome to the Love Connection! I am your host, Nikki. Today is our special teen connection. Let's get started right away, shall we? Our first member is 6 feet tall and describes himself as "the baddest mama jamma alive". His hobbies are basketball and cruisin' in his Benz. Welcome Justin Timberlake!

Justin: Whassup whassup, Nik Dawg.

Host: Um, hi Justin. So are you ready to tell us about your date?

Justin: Aw ya ya.

Host:Well, first let's review the ladies, shall we? Lady number one was Britney.

"I grew up not having morals. So when I became a star, I was almost, like, forced to become a good person or whatever. So now that my 15 minutes of fame is just about over, I can't wait to finally going back to being myself. So I can eat, eat, eat all day long!"

"What scares me about guys is that they are sooo obsessed with breasts and they judge you by it. I'm so glad I'm totally flat. Then I know when guys DO approach me, it's not because of my jugs, ya know?"

"Since I'm in a high profile, uh, job, it's hard to display my homosexuality. People just don't embrace diversity, it's a shame. But I'm ready if you are, baby."

Host: Well, Justin. You had a hard choice, I can see. Tell us who you picked?

Justin: Believe it o not, ah've met Britney befo'. At um, a, party or somethin. So she was outta the picture. And I ain't a homo like dat Ellen kid. So I had to go wit Lady numba 2, Christina.

::Christina appears on the screen::

Host: Hey Christina!

Christina: Hi Nikki, hi Justin.

Justin: Yo woman.

Host: Alright, now that we've all met, let's hear about your date. Justin, did you pick her up at her house or did you guys meet somewhere?

Justin: Course ah picked her up. Ah know she wanted to take a ride in da Benz. Dat's right, it is DA bomb diggity. I picked her up at her house and the--.

Christina: Yeah about an hour late! Nikki, he spent 2 hours getting ready! He takes longer than me, is there something wrong with that picture?

Host: Is that true, Justin? 2 hours? Wow.

Justin: Ya know, perfection takes time. ::stands up, hits his chest:: And ain't it worth it? What? What? I can't hear you?

::Ladies in the crowd holler and whistle::

Host: Oh sit down, fool. I can hardly breathe because of all this hot air.

Christina: So after being late, he honked his horn to signal me out. He didn't even come to the door! Uh, whatev.

Justin: Shoo, yo grass was all muddy and crap. You really expect me to git up outta mah phat Benz to and get mah kicks dirty? Aw girl, you trippin.

Host: Okay, so it sounds like you two didn't hit it off too well. Then what happened? What did you think of Justin, Christina?

Christina: Well, I must admit. He is VERY good looking. He was wearing a baby blue Polo shirt, khaki pants, and Timberland Boots. I was very impressed.

::Audience whoo's and cheers::

Host: Ooh. So where did you guys decide to head first?

Christina: He was really intent on taking me out clubbing, like right away. I told him I was hungry, but he insisted that we go hit a club first. So I was like, okay.

Justin: Peep dis, Nik. Ah am fly, right? Dere is no doubt bout dat. BUT, ah can also move. I gots to show her dat God spent a HELL of a lot mo time on me.

Christina: ::rolls her eyes:: Whatev. So we got there and he left me AT THE DOOR and hit the floor. So I had to find a table and order some food because I was so hungry. I mean, I expected him to take me out to eat.

Host: Is that right Justin? You just left her? Justin?

::Looks over and sees Justin breakdancing in front of the audience::

Christina: Oh my gosh, what a little boy. I have WAY better things to do. Good BYE and good riddance, Justin. Ugh. ::Flips her hair and TV screen goes black::

Host: Uh... thank you Justin and Christina. Let's see who the audience voted for.