*N Sync are staying at a hotel for a concert the following night. They get in an elevator to go up to their hotel rooms...
Chris: Woohoo! I get to press the button! Which floor, guys?
JC: Five.
(the doors open at the second floor to reveal the Backstreet Boys)
Justin: (under his breath) Oh no, it be da Sh*ts.
Chris: Now which floor?
Nick: One.
JC: Push five, Chris.
Nick: But we want to get off on the first floor.
JC: Excuse me, but we were here first.
Nick: The first floor is closer than the fifth.
Chris: Come on guys, this is getting too crazy. Pick a floor already.
Nick: ONE.
JC: FIVE.
Nick, Howie, and AJ: ONE.
Justin and JC: FIVE.
(this continues for five minutes)
(Chris gets too confused and pushes all the buttons at the same time. The elevator stops.)
Chris: Uh-oh...
JC: Chris, you idiot, what did you do?
AJ: You stupid dipshit.
JC: Hey, don't talk to him like that.
AJ: You just called him an idiot.
JC: Yes, but I say it affectionately.
Lance: This is sooooo not good. What are we going to do?
Joey: Maybe we can bust down the doors like Superman.
(everyone stares at Joey)
Howie: Maybe we can *wink* scream really loud and tell people to go for help. *drool*
(everyone stares at Howie)
Kevin: Why don't we use the emergency phone?
Nick: That would never work.
Brian: Why not?
Nick: Because...um, because it won't.
(Kevin picks up the phone and presses the emergency button)
Kevin: Ok, they said they can't get a repair man out here until morning because of the snow.
(everyone groans)
Lance: My uncle's an elevator repair man...but that's cuz I'm from Mississippi.
AJ: Would you please just shut the hell up? Every f**king person in the whole damned world knows you are from Mississippi.
Justin: Hey, yo, is you messin wit him? If you is playin him, you's playin me. Ain't nobody play my boy...uh, girl...like dat, yo. You wanna, boy? Come on, let's go.
JC: Before you start anything, remember that we're stuck with each other for the next 5 hours.
AJ: Thanks for reminding us.
Howie: Cheer up everyone. *drool* We can play charades! Justin, why don't you go first? *wink*
Justin: Ok, here ah go. (stands there without moving)
Howie: I don't get it. What are you supposed to be?
Justin: Can't you tell? I's a stick ready ta be shoved up YO ASS!
Lance: Ooh, someone's a little irritable today. Justin, try not to get yourself all worked up. It doesn't do a thing for your complexion.
JC: Well, since we're stuck here, I'm going to take a nap. (lays down and the floor and falls asleep)
(everyone else sits down and no one speaks for a long time)
Lance: Um...hi...um, hi Nick...
Nick: Hi Lance... (smiling)
Lance: (giggling)
Justin: Why you be blushin ovuh dere, Lance?
(the lights flicker and go out)
Joey: Hey, what happened?
AJ: The lights went out, you stupid wh*re.
(grunting noises can be heard in one corner of the elevator)
Brian: What's that sound?
Justin: Sounds like when Joey's lady friends be ovuh, yaknowwhatimsayin? Joey, yo, dat be you gettin some?
(the lights come on and everybody gasps)
Kevin: Lance, why are you on top of Nick?
Brian: AAAHHHH! Get off of him, you animal! He's mine!
(runs to Lance and jumps on top of him)
Lance: No, you can't have him! I found him first!
(Brian continues to beat up Lance. All the commotion wakes up JC)
JC: Hey hey hey, what the hell is going on here? Brian, get your fat ass off of Lance right now. Lance, explain yourself, young lady.
Lance: Well, see, um, Brian got all mad cuz Nick likes me.
Brian: He does not like you. He likes me. Tell him, Nicky-poo.
Nick: Uh...
Lance: He does too like me. He asked me to be Mrs. Nicholas Carter.
Brian: (gasps) WHAT? Is this true, Nick? I thought we had plans of running off together to elope.
Nick: Uh, I like you both.
Brian: Choose, Nick.
Lance: Choose.
Howie: Yeah, choose.
Brian: Stay out of this, fag-boy.
Howie: I have to tell everyone something. *drool* I am pregnant with Nick's baby.
AJ: Dear God, why did you stick me with all these queers? Why?
JC: You di*k, it's impossible for a man to be pregnant.
Howie: I know...
Chris: Oh my goodness.
Justin: So, you is a woman?
Kevin: We all knew it was true.
Justin: You is one damned ugly woman, I will tell you's that. Aw hell, you was ugly when we's thought you was a man. Same same, yo.
Brian: We can worry about that later. Who's it going to be, Nick? If you don't choose, I'm leaving you and running off with Howie.
Nick: Ok, I pick...um, you.
(Brian runs to Nick and jumps into his arms)
Justin: Damn, guys, dat's some mad kissin you's got goin on dere.
Lance: (breaks into tears and starts screaming at Nick) I loved you, I really loved you! How could you do this to me? I will never love again, damnit! Do you hear me? I will never love again!
Howie: Don't worry, Lance. Everything will be okay. *drool* Hey, what color of lipstick is that? I love it. *wink*
Lance: *sniff* Pink Passion.