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So rumour has it Britney got married in Vegas. Apparently, armistice and I cannot leave a surreal fact like that be, and had to add more surrealism.

Beth: HAHAHAHHAA.
Beth: Okay, this is the funniest thing ever.
Beth: I am officially amused.
Melle: It's a pity she didn't Marry Justin, though. THAT would've been something.
Melle: Or even better: Lance! (Or JOEY!)
Beth: Ahhh, but Justin would have had to have planned his wedding.
Beth: There would've had to be roses and candles and his mama.
Beth: And her mama.
Beth: And all of his friends.
Melle: True.
Melle: But not for Joey!
Melle: <<-- incredibly amused by this idea
Beth: And if the runner was wrinkled, he would've pitched a fit.
Beth: No, Joey would be perfect for a Vegas wedding.
Beth: Lance would be perfect, actually.
Beth: What with his love of the drink and strippers and all.
Melle: But Lance would be all "I'm too young to get married!" and run off to go lick whipped cream off a stripper's boobs.
Beth: Hahahaha.
Beth: Yeah, he would.
Melle: Whereas Joey'd be all "I'm marrying BRITNEY SPEARS! Score!"
Beth: Best honeymoon ever.
Melle: Damn, now I want to read Brit/Joey!
Beth: Hahaha. Brit/Joey shotgun wedding!
Melle: With Brianna the flower girl and Chris is torn between laughing hysterically and being upset for Justin, except Justin's over Brit and finds the whole thing very amusing.
Beth: Oh, good God. Justin's entire next album would be filled with songs about it.
Beth: "You broke my heart bitch, then you looked at Elvis while you got hitched."
Beth: ...
Beth: But better.
Melle: **dies laughing**
Melle: nah, Justin's over that phase. Now he'd be all "Sitting at my ex's wedding in Vegas" or somesuch.
Melle: And then runs it through JC to make it even more bizarre.
Beth: Then he'd end up with songs like "I could see your nipples through your wedding dress/ Hahaha, how are you going to get out of this mess?"
Melle: (Lance, the best man: "I feel like I'm in some sort of bizarre fanfic as written by JC."
JC: "Huh. What? Man, that Elvis costume is way cool!")
Beth: Ahahaha.
Beth: JC would do the Elvis hair, too.
Melle: JC-as-Elvis is doing the wedding, Lance is best man, Christina's Brit's totally bewildered maid of honour, ...
Beth: It would be great.
Melle: (Ahaha! I posted the "You broke my heart bitch" bit at Sky and she said:
Schuyler: No, actually, probably not better.
Schuyler: And with beatboxing in the background.)
Beth: And instead of the groom taking off the bride's garter, Christina would do it. Because that would be hot.
Beth: Hahahaha.
Melle: Justin can give away the bride!
Beth: Yes! There would so be beatboxing.
Melle: **hums Britney-Sue Got Married**
Beth: Yes!
Melle: And I'm so putting this in LJ.
Beth: Their wedding song could be the Dixie Chicks' "White Trash Wedding."

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I can deal with being suspected of lusting after Lars Ulrich.

I can deal with being accused of being JC Chasez.

I CANNOT DEAL WITH BOTH AT THE SAME TIME!

Am I imagining things or did you just slash Lars Ulrich and ~~yourself as JC~~ that Chasez guy?

DSLKFJVQNJIQZOEFQZEFQZEFQDFSGUJFYTUKISIGSBLKJZOHSNBLNO?!?!?

So that would be a definite yes, then? Good to know! :D

I'm going to hunt you down and smother you in your sleep. You and Beth!

Miguel Indurain Indurain Indurain...

You should have heard it, we were in Lourdes with the boy scouts. It was the time of the tour and extremely hot. It was also like over 10 years ago. Feed a couple of nuns some alcohol and find out who their real lord and master is.

Meanwhile we got talked upon by and angry priest for singing "Sante Maria".

Nuts, I tell you, but the only place I ever found one litre beer glasses, which you could actually buy, filled, for consumption.

You and Lars ? Bwahahah.

M: Race me to the summit Larsie boy ?
L: Like you'd stand a chance ?
M: My legs are still smoother than yours !
L: I have bigger muscles !
M: Not everywhere you don't !
L: You still have more hair on your head !
M: I can take EPO and won't give a chit.
L: I'd mutter a profanity in German which the guy typing this couldn't possibly spell right !
M: I'd probably crack up anyway.
L: You still want to race ?
M: Yep, right up the stairs to my room, you need to bring your bike too.
L: I'll have to dismantle it first.
M: Once you get up and see my posters, you'll be rolling backwards down the stairs.
L: Let's not race, someone will get hurt.
M: Wussy !
L: My place perhaps ?
M: You cookin ?
L: Nah, just a little horny !
M: I thought so, bye Lars !
L: Bye ?