Chris: Hey Lance, come check this out.
Lance: What?
Chris: Look at this website I found!
Lance: What is it this time? I swear, if you show me another fake nude of you and Gwen Stefani I'm gonna...
Chris: Shut up and get over here. Look at this.
*Lance pulls up a chair*
Lance: What's this...another fansite? Chris, what's the use? All they do is make fun of me for being a Mississipian.
Chris: I wonder why. No seriously, look at this.
Lance: "Some Dreams: The *NSYNC Phenomenon?" What is that supposed to mean?
Chris: I dunno. But look, look at the drawing!
Lance: A drawing of us on the main page? Original...but she made me look like a girl! Everyone else looks so masculine, why am I the only one with eyeliner!?
Chris: Not she. He. A guy made this.
Lance: Okay, a guy makes a fansite about us and draws me like a girl. That disturbs me more than than you can imagine, Chris.
*JC comes into the room*
JC: What are you guys looking at?
Chris: Lance, the object of many a webmaster's perverted thoughts.
JC: Huh?
Lance: It's this website Chris found.
JC: Chris, if you're showing Lance fake nudes of you and Gwen Stefani together I'm gonna...
Chris: JC, you have to come and see this!
JC: Okay...a fansite? Made by a guy? With drawings? That disturbs me more than you can possibly imagine, Chris.
Chris: Yeah. It's great, isn't it?
Lance: Chris, look: "A little bit about the site. Think of it as a disclaimer page. Please read this if you're new to my site." Hmm...how about we skip that page?
Chris: Okay.
JC: Okay.
Chris: Besides, I wanna see our shirtless pictures!
JC: No, you wanna see Justin's shirtless pictures.
Chris: Well, he is my favorite!
JC: Give me that mouse, it's not safe in your hands. Let's see...Let's see..."Humor." What the...what...!?
Lance: It looks like a giant Busta.
Chris: A giant Busta! Let me see, let me see!
JC: Why is there a giant Busta?
Chris: A giant Bustaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
Lance: What are the two of us doing? I don't understand anime style very well.
JC: It looks like I'm falling asleep while you're steering the car. Okay, that is discrimination, loud and clear. Everyone thinks I like to sleep. It�s not that I like to sleep, it�s that I don�t like to get up! There is a difference. And of course Joey gets to be Superman. Why couldn't I have had something cool to associate by? I'm "the one who sleeps."
Chris: I think the giant Busta is cool.
Lance: "Introducing JC Chasez."
JC: Oh God. Please no.
Lance: Do we even want to know?
Chris: I wanna know!
JC: We are not clicking on that link.
*Justin and Joey enter the room, Justin reading off a baby name book*
Justin: Gaby?
Joey: Too short.
Justin: Juanita?
Joey: We're Italian.
Justin: Itallian? Fiorenza, then.
Joey: We're Italian, not stupid.
Chris: I beg to differ.
Justin: Mary?
Joey: Too Catholic schoolgirl. Oh wait, I forgot who I was talking to.
Justin: Funny. How about...Dolly?
Joey: Are you serious?
Justin: No. Angelica?
Joey: Have you even seen Rugrats?
Chris: Guys, come see this!
Justin: Chris, are you looking at shirtless pictures of me again?
Lance: Does Justin know about the Gwen Stefani thing?
JC: No, and I intend to keep it that way.
Joey: What's this?
JC: A perverted webmaster, his lust for Lance, and prejudical view on sleepers.
Joey: OOOooooookay, Lance?
Lance: Basically what he just said.
Joey: What's this? "Why Joey is the God of Sex?" Ooh, click on that! I wanna see!
Chris: No, let's not.
Joey: Why not! You're just threatened that you're going to become the least liked member now!
Chris: You guys, I didn't show you this site because he's a pervert, I showed you guys 'cause this guy is really, really funny!
No Amy, don't you even begin to laugh.
Lance: What do you mean?
Chris: Well...well look at his top ten lists! "Top ten things that scare me to death."
Joey: "The Blair Witch Project." Oh yeah, that movie was so scary! All those poor children, killed by the witch...I'm afraid of the woods now...what if the Blair Witch gets me?
*All *NSYNCers stare at Joey for a moment*
Lance: Joe...that movie wasn't real.
Joey: It wasn't? Wait, but they filmed it! Those three kids went into the woods and they had those cameras and stuff!
JC: That was planned.
Joey: You mean there really isn't a Blair Witch?
*All *NSYNCers shake their heads*
Joey: DANG! You mean I sent Steve out to the woods last night for nothing?
Justin: "Justin in the 'Tearin' Up My Heart' music vid.?'" Hey that's not fair. My sexiness was the deciding factor that brought in all our fans. I mean if you wanna give credit where it's due, you gotta give it up to the sex that is me. Some people these days!
Chris: And meanwhile the rest of the world doesn't care.
Lance: "Lance in the "U Drive Me Crazy" music vid?" That, that's not fair! You guys were the ones that wanted to dress up as the Spice Girls, I just went along!
Chris: So why did you insist on wearing a wig during the rocker scene?
Lance: I plead the fifth.
JC: "JC in any pre-NSA music vid?" What do you mean!? I wasn't that scary, was I?
Joey: I think it was the Caesar cut. It made you look like you wanted to kill people. Like the Blair Witch.
Justin: Don't people appreciate good sex when they see it anymore?
Chris: Look at this. He wrote a whole parody about us as the characters of Roswell!
Lance: You say that like it's a good thing. Like writing parodies about people you don't know being characters on a TV show is something everyone should be proud to do.
Justin: Why doesn't he parody Dawson's Creek? I actually like that show. I could be Dawson.
Chris: You're not butch enough.
Justin: Don't people appreciate good sex when they see it anymore?
Chris: JC's the main character in this one.
JC: Really? I can't remember the last time I was the main character of anything.
Joey: Chris, are you the Blair Witch?
Chris: What!? No!
Joey: I was just asking. Let's check out some of his reviews. "Live at Madison Square Gardon."
Justin: "Well, because I'm a fool and didn't try to eat a slug or sell my left lung for a No Strings Attached concert ticket..." Wait, he didn't try to eat a slug or sell his left lung? D**n! Guys, this is bad, our ability to make people do insane things is going rapidly downhill.
Lance: Oh man. He didn't even eat a slug! What kind of fan is he!? This is serious, we need to contact PR and remind them that all fans must be kept at a constant level of willingness to eat slugs and sell left lungs in order to get concert tickets, or we're gonna be screwed.
JC: I think some of us are screwed enough as it is...
Justin: That's not true. I'm a virgin.
Joey: Sure Justin.
Justin: But I am!
Chris: Justin, you're with friends. You don't have to hide it anymore.
Justin: I am!
Lance: Don't worry Justin, we won't ever tell the fans the truth, happy now? Good Juju.
Justin: Why doesn't anyone ever give me any respect!?
Joey/Chris/Lance: Welcome to the club.
Justin: ...
JC: Well I think we've seen enough of this site...we now know that the webmaster is a funny, perverted artist who draws giant Bustas, discriminates against sleepers, is scared of the Blair Witch, Justin, Lance, and I, likes Roswell, and doesn't eat slugs or sell lungs. The usual. Good to know the kind of fans that we have. Am I leaving anything out?
Joey: Well, what about his name?
JC: Good point. Let's see...BrianWilly. BrianWilly?
Chris: BrianWilly?
Justin: BrianWilly?
Lance: BrianWilly?
Joey: BrianWilly...Brian...you know, that's not a bad name at all. Brian. Turns into...Brian...na. Hey, I kinda like that!
Justin: Well good for you. I'm'a wash mah flah baby blue fubu'junk en' crank up mah ghetto tunes, yo. Word.
Lance: I need to touch up on my makeup.
JC: I'm going to go smoke crack now.
Joey: I want sex...I mean food.
*The four *NSYNCers leave the room*
Chris: ...Well I thought it was a good site.