Assistant 1: We need more hair products! (Assistant 2 pours hair dye and conditioner into the big vat in the middle of the room.)
Assistant 3: Should I add more talent?
Assistant 1: Noooo! It's too expensive. Plus, we already have enough. Add some more skinniness though. We have to outdo that "AJ McLean"
Assistant 3: Ah AJ! Add MORE hair products!
Assistant 2: Oh, ok. Dr., what else should we add?
Dr. Finkminkus: Hmmm (rubs chin) Cool clothes.
Assistant 1: Cool clothes? Well, ok. (Dumps in a bunch of Fubu shirts)
Dr. F: No you dumbass! Not Fubu! You are going to turn them into wannabes!
Assistant 3: Hey isn't that a Spice Girls song?
Assistant 1: Uh, whatever. I'll just stir it up with this mop. (Sticks mop in and swishes it around)
Assistant 2: No, wait don't! (Assistant 1 pulls mop out and sees that it has boiled off in the acid)
Assistant 1: Oooops.. heh heh. (The pot starts to rumble and out pop 5.. um well... people)
People: Hi, we're 'N Sync.
(Assistant 1 smacks himself in the head, Assistant 2 faints, Dr. Finkminkus bangs his head into a wall, and Assistant 3 (a male) smiles at the spikey blonde haired one who smiles back.)
Assistant 1: Dear Lord, help us.
Chris: Hi I'm Chris.
Lance: I'm Lance
Joey: I'm Joey
JC: I'm JC
Justin: I'm Jus (Suddenly a huge tongue rolls out of his mouth) Ahh cwap mah tong! (The tongue starts growing to gigantic proportions)
Joey: Holy shit! Look what afro boy has done!
Tongue: (Still growing) ROAR! (Starts breaking through the ceiling)
Assistant 1: Houston, we have a problem.
Assistant 3: We've got to warn the city!
Joey: I can do it (Puts hands on hips) cause I'm SUPER JOEY!
Dr. F: (like Dr. Evil) Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.. (Turns on TV)
Newscaster: This just in: A giant angry tongue is attacking the city. Everybody please, RUN! FOR YOUR LIVES! AHH AHH AHH! (Turns off TV)
Assistant 2: (Now awake) Well I guess now we won't have to warn them. (Suddenly they hear a loud boom and the alarm goes off)
Lance: EEEK! Joey hold me! (Jumps on Joey)
Joey: (Sounding suffocated) Lance, Get off!
Dr. F: Quick, everybody to the elevator! (They head open the elevation door to find the cable broken)
'N Sync: Ahhhh!
Assisant 3: Oh shut up. We have stairs.
Joey: No! Anything but that! (Justin grabs Joey by his pink hair and drags him up the stairs)
Dr. F: Is everyone ready?
All: Ready (Dr. Finkminkus pushes the door open and light floods the dark stairwell)
Lance: Ah! My complexion! Noooo!
Assistant 1: (Shakes head) Now what? (Suddenly a big piece of rock flies at Chris and rips his dreads off)
Chris: Dude no! (feels head) Aww man.
Lance: Hey baldy (giggles).
Chris: (gives Lance a "you are about to die" look) You think this is funny?
Lance: No! (hides behind JC who is also hysterical)
Chris: (Starts walking in circles practically pulling his remaining hair out) What am I going to do?
Assistant 1: Am I the only one here who is wondering where that rock came from? (They look up and face the slimy 200 feet tall tongue)