Thanksgiving With NSYNC
By: Nolen
Lance: Welcome to my humble home!
Nolen: Ummm...thank you Lance.
Lance opens the door wider and I see Justin sitting at the table talking to the turkey.
Justin: What be up my gobbelin' home chicken!
Nolen walks seductively over to Justin.
Nolen: Hey baby.
Justin: BIOTCH!! CAN'T YOU SEE DAT I'M TALKIN TO MAH HOMES?!
Justin turns back around to finish his convo with "Mr. Turkey" but his gobbelin' home chicken has disappered.
Justin: WHERE THE FUCK IS MAH TURKEY??
Nolen: Loser...
Justin: WHAT BITCH?!
Nolen: Shut up.
Chris: Gobble. Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble..
Chris dances around the kitchen with the turkey on his head.
Lance: Sit down Chris, before you hurt someone.
Chris: OOOOOOOOOOOOOK!
JC hits Chris over the head with the frying pan. He falls to the floor.
JC: Punk.
Nolen: Uh....right.
Joey: Where's the eats?
He looks at the table.
Joey: OOOOOO!!!!
He jumps on the table and begins to eat everything.
Nolen: What the fuck...?
JC: Shit. Lance, get the whip!
Lance runs up the stairs and comes back down with the whip.
Lance: Here JC, baby.
We all turn around to see Joey layng on the ground sweating and moaning. The table that was once flourished with food, is now empty.
Nolen: Awwwww damn.
Justin: That bitch ate all da food yo! What the fuck we gonna grub on now?
Lance: I hear Denny's has an excellent Thanksgiving menu.
Justin: Aight G, let's go! We can take mah Benz!
Nolen: Justin, that's not big enough for all of us.
Justin: You be right. You'll sit on mah lap.
Nolen: Uhh, ok.
We all get into Justin's Benz and begin our journey to Denny's. Lance, JC and Chris are all in the backseat. Joey is in the passenger seat, and Justin and I are in the driver's seat.
Justin: BITCH! You be too damn heavy! Joey, get yo fat ass in the back seat!
Chris: NOOOOOOO!
Joey: Damn...
Joey climbs into the backseat. Much grunting is heard. I get in the passenger seat.
Lance: Jus, could you please turn down you're Vanilla Ice CD?
Justin: No.... shut up.
Joey: Drive faster man! My stomach is gonna eat me!
Justin: What?
Joey: Huh?
Justin: What? Joey? What?
Chris: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
Nolen turns down the radio.
Nolen: WTF?
Chris: JJJOOOEEEYYY!!! Back up offa my hand!!
Joey: But it looked really good!
Joey licks his lips.
Justin: Yo, man, if you gonna be doin that shit in mah car, yo can just squeeze yo fat ass out the window right now!!
Nolen: I second that...
Lance: Joey, hunny, you know I love you, but I third that.
Chris: I SEVENTH THAT!!!!
Justin: SHUT UP!!
He screeches to a halt and Joey flies into the front seat.
Nolen: Oh god...
Justin: Let's go grub!
We all get out and go into Denny's. The waitress sits us down and gives us our menus.
Joey: I'll have one of everything!
He throws his menu at the waitress.
JC: Can we get a rope?
Waitress: No problem.
The waitress pulls out her pad of paper and writes "One of everything and a rope."
Nolen: Why do you need a rope?
JC: Because if we tie him up, we'll have time to eat before he knaws through the rope.
Nolen: Good plan.... Psycho....
JC: Huh?
Nolen: ...Nuthin'...
Justin: If we gonna be eating Denny's, let's eat it in class, yo!
Lance: Good idea Ju-Ju-Bean!
Nolen: Ju-Ju-Bean...? Ooook...
Justin: MAN!! What the f--
Waitress: Here's your rope, and your food.
Joey: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
JC: GRAB HIM!!
All four jump on Joey and tie him to the chair.
JC: Thanks for helping Nolen.
Nolen: No problem.
Waitress: Here's your turkey, and...can I have your autographs?
JC: Sure.
Justin: Bitch!! What does this look like? Gimme mah damn food and get the hell outta here!!
Lance: JuJu! Calm down! Now, can we have our turkey in a special way?
Waitress: Sure, how do you want it?
She licks her lips seductively.
Lance: Turkey � la flambe!!
Waitress, JC, Joey, Chris and Justin: HUH?
Nolen: LIGHT THE DAMN THING ON FIRE!!!!!
Waitress: Ok.
She takes out her lighter, some hair spray, and sprays some on the turkey. She flicks on the lighter and the turkey goes up in flames...followed by Justin's fro.
Justin: AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! MAH FRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
JC: I got it!!
He runs to Justin and starts to undo his pants.
Lance: Don't you dare!!
He smacks JC's hand and everyone starts to pour their water on Justin's head.
Nolen: Uh, I gotta go...
I leave a black headed Justin, Joey knawing on the ropes that bind him, JC hitting on the waitress, Lance crying, and Chris playing drums on the glasses. I now know how Jen feels. I will never spend another day with them, ever again.
