Fun With Captions!
Moun10Mama uses her incredible psychic powers to delve into the minds of *NSYNC. Too bad she can't implant thoughts, too.
 
 
 
 
Following pic provided by *NSYNC Studio
 Chris:  Justin, look, it's my Valerie!  Finally, I can be close to my angel!!!
Justin: Talya, my face is up here. Stop looking at my crotch, it's embarrassing!
 
 
 
 
Justin:  Look!  There's room for you right here!
JC: Yeah, right next to me, babe.
Lance:  I love it when JC puts his head on my shoulder.
Joey: All right!  Group sex!
Chris:  Just smile and nod, smile and nod.
 
 
 
 
 
Let's go from left to right:
Lance:  Oh, my sweet Joey!  You're so close.  But so far. . .
Joey:  Pretend you don't notice him.
Justin:  Damn I'm sexy!  All the fly ladies want the guy with the Mr. Clean earrings. . .
Chris:  How could ANYONE think that JC has more thug
appeal than me, with my "Homeboy"  shirt and 'do rag?
JC:  So, I just reached out and grabbed them. . .


You're Tearing Me Apart!
 

Chris: My braids are too tight!  I can't move my face.
JC:  Guys?  Guys?  Help!  I'm finally so light I'm floating away.
Justin: Yesss!  I get to be in the center again.
Lance: The bleach has seeped into my brain, y'all.  Everything's. . . going. . . black.
Joey: They tried to kick me out of the group, but I snuck in the picture anyway.
 
 

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What They're Trying to Say:
"DAMN, We're Sexy!"

What They're Really Thinking:
Justin: Damn, **I'M** sexy.
Chris: If I move my hand a little lower, I can reach my [unchristian word].
Lance: I hate it when my underwear get wet.
Joey: They put me in the back, cuz I'm not wearing any pants.
JC: I'm gonna dunk Lance as soon as they snap this picture.





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