At After-parties... |
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"Bu..bu..BUT, NO, 'N Sync doesn't drink!"...oh, yeah? They don't, huh? Well, we've got news for you... |
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Here are some accounts of TRUE (at least, we believe them) 'N Sync, famous, after-party experiences....... |
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We knew it!! They DO get drunk... |
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WARNING: If you do not want to know about 'N Sync and alcohol, other girls, BIMBOS, etc., then I suggest you go back HOME |
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Story one: Club Liquid |
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This first story is told from a girl that I met the at the Atlanta concert, the night after the Charity Basketball game and the party at Club Liquid. Brandi and I were going to go, but for certain reasons we decided not to, so DO NOT e-mail us asking details about this party. Anyway, I believe the story, and that is the only reason why I'm writing it. If you choose not to believe, so be it. Well, the party was 21 and over (it was not an official 'N Sync after-party), and this girl went to it. She told us that JC and Chris were slap-ass drunk. Big surprise. This next part kinda surpised me, though (I don't know why). Lance was drinking some alcoholic-looking substance out of a tall shot glass. So I'm assuming it WAS alcohol. Justin was grooving with girls, talking, and drinking...water. That's right. He would look at a security guard, pat his chest, and hold his hand up, signaling for them to bring him some more. He carried a water bottle at all times. How sweet. And where was Joey, might you ask? Well, again, big surpise. He was "nailing some girl in the bathroom", as told to me by a bartender who was working there that night. So there you have it. All I have to say, is, I'm glad that at least one of them wasn't drinking. |
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Story two: after-party for VMA's |
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You know what? I wasn't even there. And neither were you. But my intake on the party is only that they sure LOOKED like they were drunk. On MTV 1515, it showed a clip of them at the party. Well, actually, only Joey, Chris, and Lance. Joey and Chris were drunk, no doubt about that. And Lance? He, too, acted as if he were drunk, stumbling all over Joey Joe McIntyre. Blech. Oh, and here's the funniest part. JC came up behind them, jumping around. He looked the most drunk to me. If you deny the fact that all four of them looked and acted drunk on that clip, then you must go out and take a look at how drunk people act, because you must be only 12 or so. And Justin? Well, again, it did not even show him. I'm sure he was banging Brittany somewhere. Hee, hee. That's it for that one! |
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Story three: after-party--VERY interesting |
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Well, I don't really want to be that big on free advertizing, but I have to let you in on this one. A very good page put this story up, and I decided to link you to it, if you want to check it out. It's a story about JC, Joey, hoochies, nast-ay dancing, alcohol, the works. I'm double warning you, though. This one is going to be ULTRA tough for the teenies and the Justin-lovers to handle. Go HERE to read. It's off of the Giddy for 'N Sync page-it's funny. |
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Story four: a radio station's story |
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Basically, this one is not ours. I've heard this off of some pages about a radio station interviewing one of ten girls that apparently left an after-party with the boys. Two for each one. Hmm...anyway, I don't remember much of it, but the DJ asked the bimbo "So which guy were you with?" or something of that sort, and she replied, "JC!" Very nice. Blech. It's nice to know that you could POSSIBLY have a chance to meet them if you wear practically nothing and act like a slut. Great. If this story was on your page, and you want credit, I'll be glad to give it. Sorry I couldn't remember where I saw it. Just e-mail me and I'll add props to you. |
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Story five: our own after-party experience |
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First of all, feel free to e-mail us with questions about this party, since we were there. Anyway, on with the good stuff. First of all, we went to the afterparty in Knoxville, as you may or may not know. After FINALLY getting there, we realized we were mega-late, because of Brandi's peice of shit car (no offense). We paid our $20 and was whisked through the door. We heard and saw that Justin at least was in the first room, but we were pushed into the second room, which was apparently the 21 and under room. First of all, Justin and Lance are NOT 21. Second, we paid our damn good money to see them. Third, the first thing I noticed when I got to that teenybopper room was a bunch of damn 8-yr-olds. This party was supposedly 16 and over, but they just allowed it for more money, as told to us by one of the workers later. More money?!? For what, more bleach for Justin's hair? More hoes for Joey? Well, we heard that Chris and Joey had just left that room. How sweet of only them to come see the teenyboppers, and not Justin, who knew they were only there for them. So this was the scene, the doorway to the other room crammed, with security guards letting teenies in about 3 at a time, to the room where Justin and JC were beatboxing and spazzing on a little stage, and the teenies in this younger room screaming and sweating and crying, trying to get a glimpse of their beloved ghetto dawg through the doorway. Pathetic, I tell ya. Well, so me and Brandi push our way to the doorway. I get in, and I'm excited, because the stage is so close! The very small room was roped off about halfway, with the small stage, Justin, JC, and a couple of hoochies on one side of the rope, and exactly 2,578 screaming girls on the other side. And then I saw him...Lance. He was looking up and smiling at the stage, on the other side of the room. I almost fainted, partly because he was SO CLOSE to me, and partly because I was getting squished by two fat teenies. I started to push through to him, to tell him I love him, ask him to marry me, you know, be a teenybopper, and in my stupidity realized that Brandi was still being held by the security guard at the door!! Noo!!! So of course I waited-couldn't meet NSync without her!! I mean, she drove! (Just kidding!) So the fucker finally let her through, and I grabbed her arm and turned around to run to Lance and....he's gone! WTF!! So I missed my big chance of him meeting me and falling in love with me (he, he, I'm kidding, folks. Of course I don't expect him to fall in love with me, much less remember my name two seconds after I say it). Well, we got to the front sort of, and there's JC on stage, wiping Justin's sweat off with his shirt! Brandi goes "What a bunch of fags!" and this guy next to her, the guy sitting next to Justin on the roller coaster in In The Mix, when Justin makes that face, well, he goes, "Oh I KNOW!!." Not just saying it, but saying it in a GAY like manner, if you catch my drift. Well, we were laughing, of course, and people were all standing there, watching Justin grind with his COUSIN (he introduced her later), and JC got off and dissappeared. Where to? I guess whereever Joey and Chris were, or else to the bathroom to *ahem* get rid of his fear of needles. Well, Lance appeared at the top of this balcony thing, right above our heads almost. UGH! He was so close! And he looked at me once!! And turned away...aww. Some chick next to him was trying to talk to him, but he was too sick (this was right before they went on Rosie). Anyway, back to the good part. Well, after Justin was done grindin on his cousin, he grinded on the other 3 or so hoochies on that side of the rope. Everyone just watched for awhile. Brandi told me this later, since I was too busy looking up at Lance to look at Justin, but she said a security guard went up and whispered in his ear. So he got on the mike and started to talk. Well, no one could hear him because the teenies who were still stuck in that back room were screaming once he got a word out. So he waited, frustrated, and then tried to talk again. Damn teenies kept screeching. So he got mad. Here's what he yelled into the mike- "SHUT UP!!" No joke. "Just shut up for a minute! Shut up!" When nothing happened, he started pointing at a group who was doing most of the screaming, in the back. "Ya'll shut up over there!" Geez. So finally, teenies stopped screaming, and he made his stupid announcement. Apparently, some lady had called, looking for her daughter, because she was scared and didn't know where she was. So he asked if she was there, and some twelve year old said yes from the back. He looked at a security guard over there and said "Get her up here now." So he did, half carrying her. Then Justin threw down his mike, and a second later they left. All five of them, the crew, and a few bimbos, with two on Joey's arms (more about that on the STD page.) So that was it. They left about an hour after they got there, because little Justy got mad and pitched a little hissy-fit. Baby. I'd be upset if people wouldn't let me talk, too, but I would never, EVER tell my fans to "shut up". Never. They pay for Da Benz, so I think he could have been nicer about it. Oh, well, our first and maybe last after-party experience. Great, wasn't it? |
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Whoa, more afterparty stories!! |
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DUDE, I hate this stuff! Send me home! |
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Back to more Justin, yo. |
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Joey raped Lance |
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times!! |
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