And you're wandering around, and you open the door that just happened to "appear" in front of you, and..... |
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EW, EW, EW!!!! Joey and Britney are nek-ked. BLECH. That's the grossest thing you've ever seen. You don't know which is worse, either. So what do you do? You, of course, wonder "what about Justin?" Well, looks like little-miss-role-model-for-young-girls doesn't have any morals (or any standards! ha, ha!). And we all know about Joey "Italian Stallion" Phat-one. So you want to hop on out of this sex-filled bedroom. You feel so sorry for yourself that you're crying. And you vow to look for Justin, to "be there" for him, when he finds out his beloved is getting it on with one of his groupmates. |
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He, he, of COURSE that's part of your evil plan. And to stay convincing for poor little Juju, you decide to take pictures of this disgusting romp in the sack. You take out a camera, hold it up, and try to decipher which moving lump on the bed is which. You can't tell! They look the same. You see a fat roll, but of course that won't help! You still can't tell. Then, THERE, a huge basketball comes briefly into view. What is it? Oh yeah, one of Britney's new friends. "Ahem!" You get their attention, and offer to be the "sexual photographer" so you can "get in on the action". Being the sluts that they are, Joey and Britney actually put on clothes and pose for you. And the rest is right here for Justin to see. |
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Joey jumping on Britney...... |
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This bedroom is gross! I don't wanna know about Joey's first whore of the night! And poor little tithead! Send me back to da front door! Maybe I'll go look for the other guys... |
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