'Twas the night before Christmas in the NSYNC home
No fairs to perform, no Macys' to roam
Justin and Chris were snug in bed
Chris was uncomfortable, because of his head.
Justin, however, had a nice, sleepful rest
For his ramen-head curls made a light, airy nest.
While Lance in his facial mask, and JC in a cap,
Looked downright ridiculous when they prepared to nap.
When all of a sudden, JC heard a huge crash!
He ran to the window and saw a red flash.
A thunderous voice roared, "On Quarterback Blitz!
On... Donnie and Rudy!... And Kathie Lee's Greatest Hits!"
There was one man in the world who could fudge up that line
And at that moment JC knew that everything was just fine.
For that maroon-clad idiot could only be
The one, the only, the merry Saint Joey.
"To the top of the roof! No, a little more to the right.
Higher! High--" and then crashed with a fright.
Somewhat worried, JC then heard on the roof
Faint moaning from the silly ol' goof.
"Faster than a speeding bullet! Leap tall buildings in a bound!"
A blood-curdling scream, and a thud to the ground.
JC ran to the living room and saw a horrid sight--
A cherry red bulge the size of an airline flight.
It seems, with his rather large bowl-full of Jell-O,
Joey thought to arrive with a rather personal hello.
Some hours of tugging and Joey was free!
He went about his work, knocking over the tree,
He filled up the stockings with fun Christmas cheer,
More sponsorships and some new Tommy Gear.
A jolly old elf, chubby and plump
But the chimney trip made him smell like a dump.
He was covered in ashes from head to foot
The living room was now permanently covered in soot.
A wink of his eyes, the mark of his trade,
Reassured JC that he'd pay for the maid.
And using a finger to pick his nose,
JC sighed with relief when up the chimney Joey rose.
The last thing JC heard before he had a nice, stiff drink:
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all-- Stay NSYNC!"

CHRISTMAS EVE

*Joeys in his room wrapping presents*

Joey: *Doughnut in his hand* Mgghghhh Now, i bought the presents mmgjjjjhh but how do i wrap them???

Joey: Duh Joey!! I need wrapping paper!

*Joey frantically searches his drawers to find some wrapping paper, but all he finds are 21 twinkie wrappers*

Joey: OMG! They still have some cream on them!!!!

*He licks the wrappers making sure he gets all the cream off*

Joey: Hmmmmm that was DE - licious

Joey: I'm gonna need Jcs help, i need wrappin paper damnit!

Joey: JJJJJJCCCCCCCCC!!

*JC comes through the door, yawning*

JC: What do you want!? You woke me up! I was sleeping ya know!

Joey: But its 2 o'clock in the after noon

JC: Your point?

Joey: Nevermind, I need wrapping paper!

JC: *sniffs* Nimrod, Its right over there

*JC points on top of the dresser, where Joey had first been searching*

Joey: Oh, yeah, right, how about tape?

JC: *sniffs* Your sitting *sniffs* on it

Joey: Oh, one last question, how do you wrap it?

JC: *yawn* *sniff* I'm tired, talk to ya later, bye *sniff*

Joey: Damnit JC, maybe if you weren't on so much crack you wouldnt be tired all the time...

JC: I heard that, you freak!

Joey: oops

*Joey continues to try to wrap the presents, he gets all tangled with tape, but he manages to at least cover some of the presents with wrapping paper*

Joey: All this work made me hungry *unwraps a twinkie* Mmmmmm

*Joey sniffs, and then drops his twinkie*

Joey: Whats that smell???

*Joey follows the smell and it leads him to the kitchen, where Lance is baking cookies*

Lance: *singing* Man, I feel like a woman, da dadadadadada

Joey: Uh Lance?

Lance: Why goodness gracious Joey, you startled me!

Joey: What are ya baking?

Lance: These cute little Santa Claus cookies, aren't they adorable?

Joey: Yeah sure...Can I have one?

Lance: Yes you may, i'll take one too *Lance unties his apron and sits at the table cross-legged*

*Just then, Justin comes walking through the door*

Justin: Yo wuz up mah homies? Ah'm gonna have mahself a merry lil Christmas, yaknowwhatahmsayin?

Joey: *cookie in his mouth* Guess *swallow* what? Lance baked cookies!!

Justin: Uh yeah, well ah gotta fly, i betta be doin mah Christmas shoppin yaknowwhatahmsayin?

Lance: Well Justy, it's *looks at watch* Shit!! Its almost 4! My manicure appointment was at 3:30!

*Lance runs out of the house, a few seconds later they hear a car start, and take off*

Justin: Yo, ah worry bout Lance sumtimes, but ah gotta go, c-ya Joe

Joey: *cookie in mouth* mmggghh *swallow* Bye *gulp*

*10 MINUTES LATER*

*JC comes out of his room yawning*

JC: Crack...I need some crack....

Joey: What???

JC: CRACK DAMNIT!

JC: Oh, I mean Coffee, yeah thats right, coffee

Joey: *pours coffee into JCs mug* Here JC drink it, drink it all!

JC: *yawn* Thank *sniff* You *yawn* Joey

Joey: No problem, want a cookie?

JC: Did *sniff* Lance bake them?

Joey: yeah

JC: No thanks

Joey: Suit yourself *grabs another cookie*

*Someone knocks at the door*

JC: ZZZzzzz

Joey: Ok, I'll get it

*Joey opens the door*

CHRIS: Hello, I need directions to Holiday Inn, where Nsync is staying...*looks up* Oh, hey Joey!

Joey: Did you forget where we were staying?

Chris: Yea..I mean, no, of course not, it was uhhh a prank! yea thats right, it was a prank

*joey drops a twinkie wrapper from his pocket*

Chris: I'll get it

*Chris bends down to get it, but then clutches his back*

Chris: Ow my back, it isn't what it use to be

Chris: I better go lay down for awhile

*Chris puts a phamplet down on the table, then goes down the hallway, mumbling something about Rogain*

*Joey picks up the phamplet, and is astonished by what he reads*

Joey: Celebrity retirement homes, be treated like a star, even when your not one anymore

*Joey grins*

Joey: Maybe........I'LL GET HIS SOLOS!!!!!

Joey: I better keep it a secret though, just between you and me

*Joey looks at JC*

Joey: right JC?

JC: ZZZZzzzzzZZZzzz

Joey: Some Christmas this is gonna be

*Joey picks up another cookie and starts eating*