Shopping With *NSYNC

Ready To Shop?

I bet *NSYNC just LOVES shopping, read on to find out what it would be like if you actually got to go with them!

*NSYNC *N Da Mall

*The 5 hotties pile out of Justin's Benz and waltz into the mall*

JC: Where do we want to go first? I'd like to check out the athletic store. How 'bout you guys?

Justin: Athletic store

Joey: Athletic store

Chris: Athletic store

Lance: Body shop, body shop, body shop!

JC, Justin, Joey, and Chris: Athletic store it is then.

*NSYNC makes their way to the athletic store*

Justin: Hey y'all I'll catch ya later. Ah'm gonna go try sumptin' out

*The four guys follow Justin, and find him shooting baskets. They watch for 45 minutes.*

JC: You're never gonna make a basket, just give it up already.

Justin: Like any y'all could do any betta. I wuz gonna play in da NBA, yaknowwhatimsayin?

*Chris grabs the basketball, and shoots, he makes a perfect basket*

Justin: Yeah, aiight, but do YOU got boot-ay like dis?

*Justin turns around and wiggles his ass in front of the guys*

Justin: Dis is one of da many things that I gots dat be fillin da stadiums every night.

Lance: Well, It's cute.....but get it out of my face, before I kick it.

Joey: Hey, let's go to the food court, I'm hungry.

JC: Are you ever NOT hungry?

Joey: Let me think.....hmmmm

Chris: Stop when it starts to hurt.

Joey: HAHAHA, that's a good one.....NOT!

Justin: Why don't we go check out some slammin' tunes.

Lance, Chris, and JC: Great idea.

Joey: Wait! Can we still go to the food court??

*The four walk off and leave Joey to think. Soon after , Joey catches up with them at the music store*

Lance: Yahoooo! I've meaning to pick up that Ricky Martin biography. He looks so good on the cover.....I mean, he's an inspiration just like Garth Brooks..

*Justin, JC, Joey and Chris try to ignore him*

Chris: Hey look! It's Busta's CD, been meaning to get it.

Justin: Ah have to git Brian McKnight's CD.

JC: Don't you already have that?

Justin: Ah did, but ah wore it out playin' it for all dem fine honies dat be wantin' a piece a me.

Chris: Britney Spears sleepin' in the next room doesn't count.

Justin: Don't even start wit me yo, 'cuz I'm 18 and not a virgin, but you're how old and still aint gettin' any play! Whatsupwitdat??

Chris: I'm saving myself for someone special.....just like Lance said.

Lance: Actually I said, 'I was a gentleman.'

Chris: Shut up, you closet case!!

Joey: *Picking up a CD* Hey you guys, look at these losers! How did they ever get at #1 ?!? We're probably better then they are. Look at the one on the end, he looks like a scrub.

JC: You big retard, that's us.

Justin: And dat scrub you're talkin' about is you.

Joey: Oh.. Cool! I'm gonna buy it.

Lance: Why would you do that?

Joey: If I buy it, then I make us more money. Geez Lance, for someone who's so "business minded", you sure are dumb...

Lance: Wait a minute, do you understand that every time our album is sold we only get 1 cent?

Joey: Yeah, a whole penny...I'm in da money, I'm in da money. Chics love a man wit money.

Lance: How is paying $17.99 for our CD gonna make us money?

Joey: Lou told us, he said you have to spend money to make money. You're just jealous 'cuz for the first time I have the idea.

Justin: He does gots a point there, you go boy!

Chris: Yup, Justin's right, Justin's always right. Right Justin?

Justin: Yes, yes ah am. Ya like dat, dontcha!

Lance: You two are so stupid, I could just beat on you like a pair of bongo drums.... Hey! Bongos! That reminds me, let's go to Victoria Secrets.

JC: I don't think that's such a healthy place for you Lance.

Lance: *Whimpering* Then let's just go home.

Joey: Wait! I wanna go to the food court.

Justin: Fine, da food court den we'll go home.

JC: I'm not hungry.

Joey: Are you ever hungry?

JC: Excuse me? What was that, dough boy?

Joey: You heard me, it goes both ways now doesn't it?

Chris: Let's go, I get clostrophobic when I spend too much time with you guys.

Joey: What does 'clostrophobic' mean?

Justin: Ask Lance, he knows what it means, and what it feels like.

Lance: What was that pretty boy?

Justin: *Backing away from Lance* I'm sorry, I was just playin' I'm so so sorry, please don't hurt me.........MOMMY!!!!!!

*Joey walks over to the table in the food court and puts down 4 bags of Burger King*

Joey: Here, I got enough for everyone, help yourselves.

Chris: No thanks, it wont go to a waste or anything.

Justin: *Looking around* Where's my boy at?

Joey, Chris and Lance: *confused* Who???

Justin: JC, where's my dawg at?

Lance: Oh, he took my straw and went to the bathroom.

Justin: Forreal, again? He spends every wakin' moment in da bathroom, waz wit dat?

Chris: He's been gettin' sick a lot lately. Maybe Lance got him hooked on that shit he was on........haha.

Lance: What was that? What'd you say?

Chris: Me? Nothin'!!!!!

Lance: It better have been nothin'!

Joey: *Turning his head* Look at those two, I can't wait till I fall in love.

Lance: You mean you actually plan on staying with ONE girl?

Joey: Shut up! At least mine will be a girl.

*They all turn to look at the couple next to them*

Joey: Wow, she's just my type!

Justin: What, she has legs? You be thinkin EVERY girl is your type. Anyway, she'd want me, ah can tell these things.

Chris: She's got a great body.

Justin: Yeah she's really hot.

Lance: Yeah, her boyfriend's pretty cute too.

*JC walks out, wipping his hands on his pants. They get up and leave him standing there. He runs after them and they walk out to the parking lot.*

Joey: I hope we can find the car, I always lose mine.

Chris: That's not the only thing you lost, and I don't mean weight..

*They all get into Justin's Benz and take off. Justin is pulled over 3 times on the way home, and is forced to give his 'autograph' to the police. They all finally make it home safely*

THE END Written by: Brianne

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