THE MAKING OF MILLENNIUM 
SPECIAL MESSAGE
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In side the Making of Millennium...
'Da Phat Farm present a private transcript taken from the recording studios in Stockholm, Sweden, and Orlando, Florida, in order for you to witness the unbelieveable effort that goes into making the Backstreet Boys' Millennium album. Here's what happens when the Boys actually attempt write and produce and album themselves Starting From Scratch...
BRIAN: Allllllrighty then...how many tracks should there be?
HOWIE: Twelve.
KEVIN:...Dumbass...we...had twelve...on...out...last one...too.
AJ(wheezing in old geezer voice): T-t-t-today, Junior!
KEVIN:...Shut...up.
BRIAN: Nick? You okay?
NICK(staring at fingers): Dammit, how am I supposed to know how many is twelve if I only have ten fingers?
BRIAN: Nick, try and think back...remember HOW many naked girls were in your bed last night?
NICK(face brightens): Hey, I rememver! TWELVE! TWELVE!
BRIAN: Success...
THE PERFECT FAN...
KEVIN:...What about...a song where we can...preach fan etiquette...and it could be called...."The Perfect Fan"...?
BRIAN: No way, man! I'm saving that title for a song about a special woman in my life...
NICK(shrieks): You PSYCHO! You're writing a song about Leighanne? Lou, Donna, and Johnny will have you SHOT!
HOWIE:Uh, Nicky...we already sued their sorry asses and we have new management now.
NICK:I knew that.
BRIAN:It's not gonna be a song about Leighanne...it'll be dedicated to Mawmah. Get it? She's, like...the perfect fan.
AJ:Kick ass. And we can have Marilyn Manson sing backup.
LARGER THAN LIFE...
KEVIN(tears begin to flood eyes):...Now that we...have a song for out maws...what about...our...dads?
AJ(sourly):No f***ing way. I'm out
KEVIN:...Whoops...sorry, forgot that, AJ.
AJ:Whatever.(pulls out a cigrrette, hands shaking, lights it up)
HOWIE: Bad AJ...BAD. You promised to quit at my birthday, remember? (stares at cigarrette and decides to take a try) Hey,...[puff]...this ain't too bad...[puff]...I like this...[puff]...
AJ: Yo, D...uh...you gotta exhale, man...exhale!
NICK:WOAH OH MY GOD THAT'S SO COOL! YOUR FACE IS TURNING PURPLE HOWIE!!!
(Howie jumps up, runs out of recording studio, toward the bathroom)
BRIAN:Eh...okay, well anyway, what about a song dedicated to our fans?
NICK:Why? We have air conditioning. (Nick is ignored)
AJ:That's gay. I'm doing it if I get to cackle like I'm possessed in the beginning.
KEVIN:...Deal
BRIAN:Who's writing it?
NICK:Not me.
AJ:Not me.
KEVIN:...Not me.
(Long pause)
BRIAN:Howie?
Howie(muffled voice from the bathroom):Not...me...urgh...
BRIAN:Dammit, why am I always stuck with writing everything?
KEVIN:...Just throw it to Max Martin...tell him to make it...apologetic yet praiseworthy to the fans...then you're set.
BRIAN:I'm thinking we ALL should write it. Ya know, they're ALL of our fans.
AJ:Mainly Nick's...and you want Nick writing this song?
BRIAN:Good point.
DON'T WANNA LOOSE YOU NOW...
AL(singing):Sometiems I run...sometimes I hide...sometimes I'm scared of you...but baby all I need it time...
KEVIN:...Good...now we all need to do is change the words...so no one suspects.
HOWIE: I don't know about this. She's already pissed about us putting our tracks on her album.
AJ: F*** that fat bitch. I don't like her attitude.
BRIAN: You're right...we don't need to copy a Britnet Spears song to get us to the top...we helped HER get to the top!
KEVIN:...Fine...give Max another $20 and get his ass back in here...
NICK: Britney has pretty boobs.
BRIAN: They're fake, Nick.
NICK: Cool, liek Leighanne's?!?
THE ONE...
AJ: Whoever decided this song should replace "Who Do You Love" needs a serious kick in the ass
BRIAN: Shut up. I wrote this one.
AJ: Yeah, and I could tell you were inspired by Howie's puke.
I NEED YOU TONIGHT...
NICK: Maan, now I gots to learn the whole song all over again!
HOWIE: Don't worry Nick...it's only the last line, "Heaven in your eyes" that they changed.
NICK(whimpering):This ain't fair, man!
AJ: Yeah, you're right. This AIN'T FAIR! Nick gets to sing the whole f***ing song! How do you think it feels for us not get any f****ing lines to sing in the f****ing song?
KEVIN:...Yeah. How do you think it feels...?
(Silence)
BACK TO YOUR HEART...
NICK: Who's the song about, Kevy? Hmmm...?
KEVIN:...None-o-yo business.
AJ:C'mon, SPILL IT!
KEVIN:...Okay, it's about...well...Chenney.
BRIAN: Who?
KEVIN:...You know...the one who attacked Leighanne and nearly clawed Mandy to death?
NICK: Oh yeah! Dude, she was PHAT!
HOWIE: What happened to Becca?
KEVIN:...I had to break up with her....she screamed "TURTLE" every time we had sex.
(Brian covers Nick's ears)
AJ: Ooh kink...I like...
SPANISH EYES...
HOWIE:All right, I'm definitely singing the first lines on this one, cuz, like, I speak Spanish...and stuff liek that. (Long pause) I BE REPRESENTIN'!
AJ: Great...does that mean you'll be representin' the 'EYES' part, too?
(PAINFUL SILENCE)
NICK: That ain't pretty.
BRIAN(quickly): How does BLUE eyes sound?
KEVIN:...Green sounds better if you ask me...
HOWIE(perturbed):Okay, this is about my winking, isn't it?
AJ: Winking? It that what they call it nowadays?
HOWIE:AJ? Is that what they call desperate Dennis Rodman-wannabes nowadays?
KEVIN:...Ouch.
AJ:You need a new nickname...how about PMS D.
HOWIE: Hey, anything's better than BONER
AJ:You wanna take this out back?
IT'S GOTTA BE YOU...
Remaining Boys sit idlely in the recording studio, waiting for Howei and AJ to come back
BRIAN: Well, we've waited long enough. We'll need you to do something funky, Nick.
KEVIN:...Something AJ-esques...to give the song a phat, catchy way to start off with...ya know...?"
NICK: I'm hungry.
KEVIN: Dammit you little--
BRIAN: Yo, wait Kev. I think I'm onto something. Nick?
NICK: Sup, yo.
BRIAN: I want you to think of a yummy, greasy, cheese pizze.
NICK: And a chocolate milkshake on the side?
BRIAN: What ever you'd like.
NICK: And some fries?
BRIAN: Uh-huh, yeah--
NICK: Oh and some spaghetti, meatballs, baked potato with the butter, and six scoop of...
BRIAN: Okay OKAY! Now keep thinking about that food...you're hungry...you want food...
NICK (Drool forms in the corner of mouth): Need...food...need...foooos...
BRIAN: NOW YOU'RE NOT GONNA F****** GET ANY IF YOU DON'T F****** COME UP WITH SOMETHING QUICK!!!!
NICK (squints eyes shut and starts blubbling):Baybayitsthewayyoumakemekindagetmegocrazyneverwannastop!!!!!!
KEVIN: What the hell?!?!?!?!
BRIAN: Hold on, we recorde that. Lemme play it back in slow mode.
RECORDING: Bay-bay, it's the way you make me, can that get me go crazay, never wanna stop!
KEVIN:...Okay, that worked.
BRIAN: How'd you do it, Nick?
NICK: Lou used to sneak up to my bunk on the tour bus and whisper that in my ear every night.
KEVIN & BRIAN: Oh s***
AJ and Howie have returned, both unharmed since they're too good of friends to fight. The one exception was Howie's eyes---it was twitching abnormally cuz a bug flew into it.
KEVIN:...Geez you guys...were out there...awhile...
BRIAN (upset): I smell smoke
NICK (Screaming): FIRE!!!!! (Runs out of the building. No one bothers to go after him)
KEVIN:...What happened...to the fight?
HOWIE: I couldn't see...I winked at Solid HarmoniE and a bug got trapped in my eye.
KEVIN:...Ew
HOWIE: What? The bug?
KEVIN:...No...Solid HarmoniE.
BRIAN (angrily): I thought you quit, AJ.
AJ: C'mon, it was only one little, teeny, weent, Marlboro light.
HOWIE: Well...two...or three.
BRIAN: Howie?! Now you too?
KEVIN:...Dammit...you...IDIOTS...if Howie's voice grows deep and hoarse...who the hell...will sing...out high...parts?
They hear a distand voice coming from outside
NICK: Hey guys? GUYS? Can you hear me up there? GUYS? Is the fire out yet? Hello-ooo?
I WANT IT THAT WAY...
BRIAN (hangs up phone): Well, Kev. We just got the call. Congratulations---they say you are allowed to sing a solo part in one or possibly two of the songs
Kevin cries
SHOW ME THE MEANING OF BEING LONELY...
Kevin is still crying
NO ONE ELSE COMES CLOSE...
Kevin leaping across the parking lot of the Zomba Recoding studios, waving and smiling at cars, even the parked ones. During all this, the Boys have finished recording the song without him
DON'T WANT YOU BACK...
KEVIN:...Now I'm mad. You guys recorded...that song..without me.
BRIAN: Fine...fine! To make up for it, you can start this song.
KEVIN: What's it called?
HOWIE: Don't Want You Back
KEVIN:...Okay (nervously steps up to the mike) Don't want you baaaaack...oooh, oh, oh, yeah, bayyyybeee...noo diigiitty...
BRIAN: Let's try that again
After several merciless hours, they finally come up with something
AJ (head in hands): For God's sake..try just SPEAKING it like you usually hatya to. Don't sing, just speak!!!
KEVIN:...Don't want you back
ALL: YESSS!!!!!!!
FINAL PRODUCT...
BRIAN: We're gone guys! WE'RE DONE!!
There is a knocking on the door. Enter two Chenny and Becca
BECCA: Sorry for interrupting, guys.
CHENNY: Yeah, um..I left something with you *by accident*, Kevy.
Opens Kev's shirt and taked out a tiny recorder
BECCA: Wait, a second. I left something, too.
Unzips Kev's pants and taked out a similiar recorder. The Boys gasp
KEVIN:...I thought...it felt strange..down there.
HOWIE: You've been recording us the entire time?!
CHENNEY: We TOLD you it was *by accident*!!
AJ: Hey, you aren't N SYNC spies, are you?
There is a quick movement in a shany end of the room
NICK: OMG IT'S N SYNC!!!!
BRIAN: GET THEM!!!
Kevin swiftly grabs Chris by his dreds and Justin by his gold chains. Lance and Joey trip over each other and lay sprawled on the ground. JC, the leader of the pack, keeps his pride and stands still.
JC:It's not as it seems, really. Uh...we wanted to ask for...uh...autographs, but um..you guys were obviously busy with your new album, so...we decided to wait till you were done.
AJ: YOU F****** PANSY ASSED, HOMO REPRESSED MAMAS BOYS! You're trying to steal all out f******material!!!
BRIAN: Just like you stole our idea of flying over the crowd for out concerts
CHRIS: Waaah waah waaah...you babies. Who cared? Everyone thiks we're the ones who started the idea and in the part year we've already gotten more popular than ya'll.
JUSTIN: Yeeaah, das right! An' who was da first to dedicate our vid to Denniz PoP?
BRIAN: That was out idea, too!
JUSTIN: But we did it first, yo!
JC (smiling smudgly): Just face it, Backstreet Boys. You're never gonna win
From another shany end of the room, out comes Five
Five: actually, YOU'RE never gonna win, N SYNC. We're out to dominate YOU.
From yet another shady end of the room, out comes C-NOTE
C-NOTE: All of ya'll, BEWARE. C-NOTE's gonna take over as soon as all of you 5-boy bands fade away.
NICK (to Brian): Is it just me or is that one blond C-note dude trying to look like me?
HOWIE (to Nick): Is it just me or are the rest of the C-Note dudes my clones?
BECCA:STOP, YOU IDIOTS! LISTEN TO YOURSELVES! IT'S DISGUSTING!..Hey, wait. Where's 98 degrees? Weren't they like the pioneer boy band?
CHENNEY: Dammit, they're not here. They're sooo cute!
BECCA: Awww yeah...especially that one named Nick...eh...heh,hehee...
CHENNEY: No way. JEFF, defintely...wow-ee..
KEVIN (in shocked): TRAITORS!!!
ALL (chanting): TRAITORS! TRAITORS! TRAITORS
Um. Eh-heh. Well, that's where the night more *cough* we mean, tape ends, we sorta got kicked out. The bastards. Kevin still loves us though.
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SPECIAL MESSAGE
'Da Phat Farm present a private transcript taken from the recording studios in Stockholm, Sweden, and Orlando, Florida, in order for you to witness the unbelieveable effort that goes into making the Backstreet Boys' Millennium album. Here's what happens when the Boys actually attempt write and produce and album themselves
Starting From Scratch...
BRIAN: Allllllrighty then...how many tracks should there be?
HOWIE: Twelve.
KEVIN:...Dumbass...we...had twelve...on...out...last one...too.
AJ(wheezing in old geezer voice): T-t-t-today, Junior!
KEVIN:...Shut...up.
BRIAN: Nick? You okay?
NICK(staring at fingers): Dammit, how am I supposed to know how many is twelve if I only have ten fingers?
BRIAN: Nick, try and think back...remember HOW many naked girls were in your bed last night?
NICK(face brightens): Hey, I rememver! TWELVE! TWELVE!
BRIAN: Success...
THE PERFECT FAN...
KEVIN:...What about...a song where we can...preach fan etiquette...and it could be called...."The Perfect Fan"...?
BRIAN: No way, man! I'm saving that title for a song about a special woman in my life...
NICK(shrieks): You PSYCHO! You're writing a song about Leighanne? Lou, Donna, and Johnny will have you SHOT!
HOWIE:Uh, Nicky...we already sued their sorry asses and we have new management now.
NICK:I knew that.
BRIAN:It's not gonna be a song about Leighanne...it'll be dedicated to Mawmah. Get it? She's, like...the perfect fan.
AJ:Kick ass. And we can have Marilyn Manson sing backup.
LARGER THAN LIFE...
KEVIN(tears begin to flood eyes):...Now that we...have a song for out maws...what about...our...dads?
AJ(sourly):No f***ing way. I'm out
KEVIN:...Whoops...sorry, forgot that, AJ.
AJ:Whatever.(pulls out a cigrrette, hands shaking, lights it up)
HOWIE: Bad AJ...BAD. You promised to quit at my birthday, remember? (stares at cigarrette and decides to take a try) Hey,...[puff]...this ain't too bad...[puff]...I like this...[puff]...
AJ: Yo, D...uh...you gotta exhale, man...exhale!
NICK:WOAH OH MY GOD THAT'S SO COOL! YOUR FACE IS TURNING PURPLE HOWIE!!!
(Howie jumps up, runs out of recording studio, toward the bathroom)
BRIAN:Eh...okay, well anyway, what about a song dedicated to our fans?
NICK:Why? We have air conditioning. (Nick is ignored)
AJ:That's gay. I'm doing it if I get to cackle like I'm possessed in the beginning.
KEVIN:...Deal
BRIAN:Who's writing it?
NICK:Not me.
AJ:Not me.
KEVIN:...Not me.
(Long pause)
BRIAN:Howie?
Howie(muffled voice from the bathroom):Not...me...urgh...
BRIAN:Dammit, why am I always stuck with writing everything?
KEVIN:...Just throw it to Max Martin...tell him to make it...apologetic yet praiseworthy to the fans...then you're set.
BRIAN:I'm thinking we ALL should write it. Ya know, they're ALL of our fans.
AJ:Mainly Nick's...and you want Nick writing this song?
BRIAN:Good point.
DON'T WANNA LOOSE YOU NOW...
AL(singing):Sometiems I run...sometimes I hide...sometimes I'm scared of you...but baby all I need it time...
KEVIN:...Good...now we all need to do is change the words...so no one suspects.
HOWIE: I don't know about this. She's already pissed about us putting our tracks on her album.
AJ: F*** that fat bitch. I don't like her attitude.
BRIAN: You're right...we don't need to copy a Britnet Spears song to get us to the top...we helped HER get to the top!
KEVIN:...Fine...give Max another $20 and get his ass back in here...
NICK: Britney has pretty boobs.
BRIAN: They're fake, Nick.
NICK: Cool, liek Leighanne's?!?
THE ONE...
AJ: Whoever decided this song should replace "Who Do You Love" needs a serious kick in the ass
BRIAN: Shut up. I wrote this one.
AJ: Yeah, and I could tell you were inspired by Howie's puke.
I NEED YOU TONIGHT...
NICK: Maan, now I gots to learn the whole song all over again!
HOWIE: Don't worry Nick...it's only the last line, "Heaven in your eyes" that they changed.
NICK(whimpering):This ain't fair, man!
AJ: Yeah, you're right. This AIN'T FAIR! Nick gets to sing the whole f***ing song! How do you think it feels for us not get any f****ing lines to sing in the f****ing song?
KEVIN:...Yeah. How do you think it feels...?
(Silence)
BACK TO YOUR HEART...
NICK: Who's the song about, Kevy? Hmmm...?
KEVIN:...None-o-yo business.
AJ:C'mon, SPILL IT!
KEVIN:...Okay, it's about...well...Chenney.
BRIAN: Who?
KEVIN:...You know...the one who attacked Leighanne and nearly clawed Mandy to death?
NICK: Oh yeah! Dude, she was PHAT!
HOWIE: What happened to Becca?
KEVIN:...I had to break up with her....she screamed "TURTLE" every time we had sex.
(Brian covers Nick's ears)
AJ: Ooh kink...I like...
SPANISH EYES...
HOWIE:All right, I'm definitely singing the first lines on this one, cuz, like, I speak Spanish...and stuff liek that. (Long pause) I BE REPRESENTIN'!
AJ: Great...does that mean you'll be representin' the 'EYES' part, too?
(PAINFUL SILENCE)
NICK: That ain't pretty.
BRIAN(quickly): How does BLUE eyes sound?
KEVIN:...Green sounds better if you ask me...
HOWIE(perturbed):Okay, this is about my winking, isn't it?
AJ: Winking? It that what they call it nowadays?
HOWIE:AJ? Is that what they call desperate Dennis Rodman-wannabes nowadays?
KEVIN:...Ouch.
AJ:You need a new nickname...how about PMS D.
HOWIE: Hey, anything's better than BONER
AJ:You wanna take this out back?
IT'S GOTTA BE YOU...
Remaining Boys sit idlely in the recording studio, waiting for Howei and AJ to come back
BRIAN: Well, we've waited long enough. We'll need you to do something funky, Nick.
KEVIN:...Something AJ-esques...to give the song a phat, catchy way to start off with...ya know...?"
NICK: I'm hungry.
KEVIN: Dammit you little--
BRIAN: Yo, wait Kev. I think I'm onto something. Nick?
NICK: Sup, yo.
BRIAN: I want you to think of a yummy, greasy, cheese pizze.
NICK: And a chocolate milkshake on the side?
BRIAN: What ever you'd like.
NICK: And some fries?
BRIAN: Uh-huh, yeah--
NICK: Oh and some spaghetti, meatballs, baked potato with the butter, and six scoop of...
BRIAN: Okay OKAY! Now keep thinking about that food...you're hungry...you want food...
NICK (Drool forms in the corner of mouth): Need...food...need...foooos...
BRIAN: NOW YOU'RE NOT GONNA F****** GET ANY IF YOU DON'T F****** COME UP WITH SOMETHING QUICK!!!!
NICK (squints eyes shut and starts blubbling):Baybayitsthewayyoumakemekindagetmegocrazyneverwannastop!!!!!!
KEVIN: What the hell?!?!?!?!
BRIAN: Hold on, we recorde that. Lemme play it back in slow mode.
RECORDING: Bay-bay, it's the way you make me, can that get me go crazay, never wanna stop!
KEVIN:...Okay, that worked.
BRIAN: How'd you do it, Nick?
NICK: Lou used to sneak up to my bunk on the tour bus and whisper that in my ear every night.
KEVIN & BRIAN: Oh s***
AJ and Howie have returned, both unharmed since they're too good of friends to fight. The one exception was Howie's eyes---it was twitching abnormally cuz a bug flew into it.
KEVIN:...Geez you guys...were out there...awhile...
BRIAN (upset): I smell smoke
NICK (Screaming): FIRE!!!!! (Runs out of the building. No one bothers to go after him)
KEVIN:...What happened...to the fight?
HOWIE: I couldn't see...I winked at Solid HarmoniE and a bug got trapped in my eye.
KEVIN:...Ew
HOWIE: What? The bug?
KEVIN:...No...Solid HarmoniE.
BRIAN (angrily): I thought you quit, AJ.
AJ: C'mon, it was only one little, teeny, weent, Marlboro light.
HOWIE: Well...two...or three.
BRIAN: Howie?! Now you too?
KEVIN:...Dammit...you...IDIOTS...if Howie's voice grows deep and hoarse...who the hell...will sing...out high...parts?
They hear a distand voice coming from outside
NICK: Hey guys? GUYS? Can you hear me up there? GUYS? Is the fire out yet? Hello-ooo?
I WANT IT THAT WAY...
BRIAN (hangs up phone): Well, Kev. We just got the call. Congratulations---they say you are allowed to sing a solo part in one or possibly two of the songs
Kevin cries
SHOW ME THE MEANING OF BEING LONELY...
Kevin is still crying
NO ONE ELSE COMES CLOSE...
Kevin leaping across the parking lot of the Zomba Recoding studios, waving and smiling at cars, even the parked ones. During all this, the Boys have finished recording the song without him
DON'T WANT YOU BACK...
KEVIN:...Now I'm mad. You guys recorded...that song..without me.
BRIAN: Fine...fine! To make up for it, you can start this song.
KEVIN: What's it called?
HOWIE: Don't Want You Back
KEVIN:...Okay (nervously steps up to the mike) Don't want you baaaaack...oooh, oh, oh, yeah, bayyyybeee...noo diigiitty...
BRIAN: Let's try that again
After several merciless hours, they finally come up with something
AJ (head in hands): For God's sake..try just SPEAKING it like you usually hatya to. Don't sing, just speak!!!
KEVIN:...Don't want you back
ALL: YESSS!!!!!!!
FINAL PRODUCT...
BRIAN: We're gone guys! WE'RE DONE!!
There is a knocking on the door. Enter two Chenny and Becca
BECCA: Sorry for interrupting, guys.
CHENNY: Yeah, um..I left something with you *by accident*, Kevy.
Opens Kev's shirt and taked out a tiny recorder
BECCA: Wait, a second. I left something, too.
Unzips Kev's pants and taked out a similiar recorder. The Boys gasp
KEVIN:...I thought...it felt strange..down there.
HOWIE: You've been recording us the entire time?!
CHENNEY: We TOLD you it was *by accident*!!
AJ: Hey, you aren't N SYNC spies, are you?
There is a quick movement in a shany end of the room
NICK: OMG IT'S N SYNC!!!!
BRIAN: GET THEM!!!
Kevin swiftly grabs Chris by his dreds and Justin by his gold chains. Lance and Joey trip over each other and lay sprawled on the ground. JC, the leader of the pack, keeps his pride and stands still.
JC:It's not as it seems, really. Uh...we wanted to ask for...uh...autographs, but um..you guys were obviously busy with your new album, so...we decided to wait till you were done.
AJ: YOU F****** PANSY ASSED, HOMO REPRESSED MAMAS BOYS! You're trying to steal all out f******material!!!
BRIAN: Just like you stole our idea of flying over the crowd for out concerts
CHRIS: Waaah waah waaah...you babies. Who cared? Everyone thiks we're the ones who started the idea and in the part year we've already gotten more popular than ya'll.
JUSTIN: Yeeaah, das right! An' who was da first to dedicate our vid to Denniz PoP?
BRIAN: That was out idea, too!
JUSTIN: But we did it first, yo!
JC (smiling smudgly): Just face it, Backstreet Boys. You're never gonna win
From another shany end of the room, out comes Five
Five: actually, YOU'RE never gonna win, N SYNC. We're out to dominate YOU.
From yet another shady end of the room, out comes C-NOTE
C-NOTE: All of ya'll, BEWARE. C-NOTE's gonna take over as soon as all of you 5-boy bands fade away.
NICK (to Brian): Is it just me or is that one blond C-note dude trying to look like me?
HOWIE (to Nick): Is it just me or are the rest of the C-Note dudes my clones?
BECCA:STOP, YOU IDIOTS! LISTEN TO YOURSELVES! IT'S DISGUSTING!..Hey, wait. Where's 98 degrees? Weren't they like the pioneer boy band?
CHENNEY: Dammit, they're not here. They're sooo cute!
BECCA: Awww yeah...especially that one named Nick...eh...heh,hehee...
CHENNEY: No way. JEFF, defintely...wow-ee..
KEVIN (in shocked): TRAITORS!!!
ALL (chanting): TRAITORS! TRAITORS! TRAITORS
Um. Eh-heh. Well, that's where the night more *cough* we mean, tape ends, we sorta got kicked out. The bastards. Kevin still loves us though.