Backstreet Crap

October 9th, 2000. Times Square is shut down. New York officially declares a state of emergency. Only five men can do such a thing. Take a wild guess which five.

The many times I've strayed and the many times I've returned to this seemingly endless obsession results in only one (il)logical answer: the Backstreet Boys live forever.

The kids who said, three, four, years ago that they would pass as a phase and that I would soon forget about them were . . . wrong. Simply wrong.

Here you will find my dedication to the work, the love for, and the humor of, the Backstreet Boys. I would like to draw special attention to the Backstreet Multimedia which contains over 260 (versions) of Backstreet songs, past and present. So go visit it and enjoy it and spread the word and love of the Backstreet Boys, because, damnit, you just cannot deny them of their talent.

Now, my usual (and old) speech about using the site:

One, the humor pages are not, I repeat NOT mine. I took them from this site . Please visit there as well. I put them here because I found them hilarious and I could never make something that awesome.

Two, any information on here is not reliable and is purely subject to your own opinion. In many places, you may find anti-*NSUCK or anti-Britney comments, so please beware. Just because I think they all fucking suck does not mean you have to, but it also does not mean you can load my mailbox with shit mail. That is one thing I DO NOT appreciate. Yes, it's happened before.

Three, the Backstreet Boys are not a passing fad. Sure, they may break up or go solo, but in the end, you cannot deny the fact that these five men are talented and can harmonize like none other. They will always have their fans, their time in the limelight, and the memories . . .