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Kevin's tour Bus rules
Behind the scenes
The photo shoot
Aj's Pimple(finished...almost)
 
 

As we all know, at one time, both Nick and A.J. were too young to drive...

"Okay." Kevin settled himself in the passenger seat and buckled himself in firmly. "I don't know about this, but let's do it."
"Right on!" A.J. stuck the key in the ignition. "Hey! It's not working!"
"Turn the key." Kevin obsereved wryly.
"Oh." A.J. turned the key and the black truck started. "Cool."
"Put it in gear..." Kevin paused. "No... first... put your foot on the brake."
"Brake." A.J. bent over to look underneath the dashboard. "Which one is that?"
Kevin tightened his seat belt. It was going to be a long day.

"Okay, y'all, ready?" Brian beamed.
"Uh, like, yeah!" Nick grabbed the steering wheel. "How do I make it go, wassa word... fast?"
"No, we're gonna go SLOW." Brian corrected. "Pull out of the driveway... LOOK FOR CARS FIRST! OH MY GOD!"
"Oops!" Nick snickered, hitting the brakes.

"I did look!" A.J. protested. "I looked in the mirror."
"And something the size of a truck can hide where the mirror can't see it." Kevin was beginning to stress and they were just out of the driveway. "Look." He grabbed A.J.'s head and twisted it to the left, in hopes that AJ would see the blind spot.
AJ's neck popped. "Ow!"
"See?" Kevin let go.
"Okay." A.J. hit the gas.
"You're in.. reverse..." Kevin grabbed the dashboard and dug his fingernails in.
"Yeah..." A.J. mumbled. "Whoops, took out the neighbors flower bed..."

"SLOW DOWN!" Brian screamed. "DO Y'ALL SEE THOSE LIGHTS UP THERE? THAT MEANS THEY'RE STOPPED! NICK! NICK! STOP!"
Nick hit the brakes.
Brian's head hit the dashboard with a loud crack.
"Like that?" Nick inquired.
Brian muttered something under his breath.
"What?"
"Nothin'. I hope you get pulled over for speeding."
"This is fun, Brian! Thanks for taking me!" Nick hit the gas again. Brian's head rocked back to the headrest, a large welt forming across his forehead.

"You seem to be rexlaxing, man." AJ noted as they headed down the road. "I mean, your joints are bent again..."
"Right..." Kevin stared straight ahead, figuring someone had to watch the road, since AJ wasn't. "A.J...." He pointed.
"What?"
"There's a..."
CRASH!
"Bus... up there." Kevin spoke too late.
"This isn't going very well, is it?" AJ noted.

"BIG TRUCK!" Brian hollered. "NICK!"
"What?" Nick asked, all the while getting closer to the semi's bumper.
"SLOW DOWN! NOW! IF YOU HIT THAT TRUCK I WILL DIE! YOU WILL DIE! WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!"
"Silly!" Nick laughed. "Like, the, ya know, highway patrol, will, ya know, save us!"
"The sooner the better." Brian glanced out the back window, hoping to see flashing lights.

"Hey-ya, copper." A.J. greeted the police officer who was summoned to the accident scene. "How's it going?"
"Officer." Kevin nodded. "This is AJ McLean. You might as well meet him now. I have a feeling you'll be seeing a lot of him."
"I really like your sunglasses." AJ added. "Can I try them on?"

"Like, I, ya know, have no idea how fast I was, wassa word... driving?"
"Let me help you - try 75 miles an hour?"
"Wow." Nick nodded. "Is that fast?"
"Speed limit is 45."
"Yah? Kewl."
"I'm going to have to issue you a speeding ticket. Could I see your license and registration?"
"Sure!" Nick went to pull his wallet from his pocket, his foot slipped from the brake to the gas and the car took off down the road again.
Brian turned and stared in shock. "NICK!"
"Now what?" Nick asked.
"YOU RAN HIS FOOT OVER!"
"Ya know, oops."

"What happened to your head?" Kevin asked through the open window of the truck.
"Don't touch it." Brian snapped. "It hurts. Why are y'all still in the car?"
"I'm still a little tense." Kevin nodded. "My muscles'll loosen up here pretty quick. Where's Nick?"
"In prison. He ran a cop over."
"Check out my new glasses!" AJ yelled.

THE BEE

"What's that noise?" AJ said in paranoia.
"What noise?" Nick stretched his neck upwards, this motion for some reason causing his hearing to heighten.
"That buzzing." AJ's eyes darted around the tour bus.
"Would you all just be quiet for twenty minutes?" Howie asked from underneath his green face mask and cucumber slices. "All I want is peace for twenty minutes. I am sooooooo stressed out here."
"Don't get your panties in a wad, Howie." Kevin said slowly, setting down his book.
"BEE!" Brian screamed at the top of his lungs, jumping up from his seat next to the window. "KILL IT! KILL IT!" He bolted for the other side of the bus as fast as he could.
"Where?" AJ ran for the back of the bus, ready to disappear should the insect come after him. "I don't see it!"
"THERE!" Brian hollered, pointing at the window and waving his arms as if the bee was flying around his head. "KILL IT!"
"Will ya shut up?" Kevin glared, standing up and starting after the bee.
"Honestly..." Howie grumbled. "Turn it down a little."
Kevin smacked his book repeatedly on the window and surrounding wall. The bee easily evaded him, humming upwards towards the ceiling.
AJ dove for the nearest door, which happened to be a closet. Brian hovered nervously near the back of the bus, ready to bolt.
SMACK! Kevin slammed the book down again. Howie jumped.
"What are you doing!" Nick said in shock, finally realizing what was going on. "Kevin! Stop! You're gonna kill it!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
The bee escaped again.
Brian screeched shrilly as it came a few yards too close to him.
"No!" Nick shrieked. "Catch it in a glass and let it go out the window! You don't have to kill it! What did it do to you?" He grabbed a glass and started after the now angry bee. "Here little bee... c'mere..."
Kevin's mouth slowly dropped open. Brian cringed. Howie was taking deep breaths, in an attempt to relax, happily clueless as to what was taking place around him. AJ was still in the closet, nervously watching the edges of the door, should the bee try to come in the quarter inch crack.
"Almost got you..." Nick clapped his hand over the top of the glass. "Poor little... OW!" He yanked his hand away, shaking it. "That STUNG!"
"Some people learn by doing, huh? Can I kill it now?" Kevin wondered, shaking his head in disgust.
"KILL IT!" Brian hollered.
"Yeah!" AJ echoed from the closet.
Nick bent over his hand in an attempt to remove the stinger, his tongue sticking out in concentration.
SMACK! Kevin just missed crushing it into the table. The bee circled slowly, then landed gently on Howie's facial mask.
Nick and Brian's eyes both widened in horror.
Kevin pulled his arm back and aimed.
SMACK!
Howie bolted upright, the cucumbers flying through the air.
"Is it dead?" AJ timidly poked his head out the door.
"It's dead." Kevin said in satisfaction, sitting back down and opening his book
.

 

 

Kevin and his Chicken

"What do you have there, Kevin?" Ann asked her four year old son.
"A chicken." Kevin held the scrawny bird up for his mother to inpsect.
"And what are you going to do with that?"
Kevin thought for a moment. "Kill it." He ran across the yard as fast as his little pudgy legs would take him.
"Kevin, honey, wait a minute!" Ann started after her bloodthirsty son.
THWACK!

Six Years Later:

"Wanna see something?" Kevin asked his seven year old cousin.
"Sure!" Brian beamed.
"It's in the barn." Kevin marched down to the barn, Brian bouncing along behind him, singing at the top of his lungs.
"This is my chicken." Kevin held up another chicken.
"OOOOOH!" Brian was properly appreciative. "What's his name?"
Kevin allowed a small smile to creep onto his face. "Dinner."
THWACK!
Brian squawked - not unlike the now headless chicken.
Kevin glanced around the barn. "See that cow over there...?"
"Mama!" Brian turned and ran toward the house. "Mama! Kevin's killin' stuff!"

"Mama!" Brian charged into the living room. "Kevin chopped the chicken's head off!"
"I don't know what I'm going to do with that boy." Ann sighed.
"We're going to let him play football." Jerald Sr smiled proudly.


Kevin's Tree House

"Ok-ay." Eleven-year-old Kevin slowly inspected the two by four. "Here, Harold, hold the nail."
"UH-uh!" Harold protested. "I've seen y'all swing a hammer, Kevin!"
"Fine.... you do it..." Kevin grumbled. "How're we'all supposed to build a tree house if y'all are scared of a bitty old hammer?"
Harold nudged his cousin and pointed across the yard. Brian was sitting happily in the middle of the flower bed, one shoe missing as he pulled the heads from his mother's flowers, singing happily the entire time.
"Brian!" Jackie yelled out the kitchen window. "Y'all stop that, right now!"
Brian beamed and nodded. As soon as his mother disappeared, he ripped another flower to pieces.
"Brian!" Kevin grinned. "Y'all got a minute?"

"... when I say three - you let go of the nail." Kevin explained.
Brian nodded seriously, happy to be included in the older boys activities. "'Kay! Got it!"
"1...2...3!" Kevin swung the hammer as hard as he could.
Brian screamed and dove for the floor, covering his head with his hands.
Kevin inspected the nail before giving it a final tap and nodding in satisfaction.
"Brian?" Harold asked.
Brian screamed again.
"AW - HECK!" Harold yelled. "KEVIN! Y'all hurt him again! Momma's gonna be mad at you!"
"He'll be okay, see?" Kevin over his younger cousin. "Brian?" He added worridly. "Y'all aren't gonna tell Aunt Jackie, are you?"
Brian sat up and smiled at the mention of his mother. Then he screamed again.
"Aw - he's just trying to get us in trouble." Kevin grumbled.
"Where'd Kevin hit you?" Harold wanted to see some blood - or at least a bruise.
Brian inspected his hands. "He didn't."
"Then why the heck did y'all YELL?" Kevin demanded.
"It was scary." Brian nodded. "Y'all coming at me with that hammer..."

AJ’s Pimple

Since Aj’s one of the youngest BSB’s he has to get through puberty….right?
AJ: (stares in the mirror) what the….(examines the sides of his nose) (he notices a small , red bump on the side of his nose) NO!! It can’t be!
Brian:(walks past the bathroom) What’s wrong AJ?
AJ: (stares at himself in the mirror)(pokes at the bump) NO!
Brian: (raises an eyebrow)  what are you staring at??
AJ: (gets in Brian’s face and points at his nose) THIS!!!!
Brian: (takes a glance at the disgusting bump on AJ’s face and grimaces) Eww…is….is that..a..pimple? How’d ya get that??
AJ: (sighs out loud) GEE Brian if I knew HOW I got it…I wouldn’t be freakin’ out!( he yells loud enough to catch Nick’s attention)
Nick: (makes his way in the bathroom where Brian and AJ are) Why are ya like…yelling?
AJ: ( gets in Nick’s face and points) THIS….is why I am YELLING!
Nick: ( Upper lip go up in disgust…and screams) AAAAHHHH!! GET IT AWAY…..GET IT AWAY!!!
Brian: ( laughs out loud) Chill Nick it’s just a pimple…
AJ: (interrupts….Brian) Yea..ya know like those THINGS on YOUR FACE!!!(points a finger in Nick’s face)
Nick: ( Nuh-uh!! My mommy said they are angel kisses!!
AJ: ( sighs in frustration) It’s not JUST a pimple!! We have to shoot in 2 days! How am I gonna get rid of this!!