A few months ago -- after attending the Mike Tyson-Lennox Lewis dust-up in Memphis and buying himself a new $115,000 V-12 493-horsepower Mercedes S600 ("It's pimp, so pimp!") -- Timberlake checked in to one of the luxe rooms at the Trump International Hotel and Tower in Manhattan, went to see the Lakers whomp the Nets at New Jersey's Continental Airlines Arena and during the game had to deal with this older dude demanding to know if Timberlake was still seeing Spears, and what, exactly, was the story between them.
Timberlake squinted at him and said, "Do you realize how you sound right now? You're a grown-ass man -- and you want to know about a twenty-one-year-old's so-called love life? Do you want me to repeat what you just said so you can know what an ass you sound like?" The guy stuttered an apology.
"Don't be sorry," Timberlake said. "Just don't say stupid shit like that."
Speaks volumes about the guy, you know what I'm saying? I could be friends with a person like this! I'm still not a fan of his music, though I do respect what he does. Did I mention that he looks good as hell in this cover shot? He'll be perfect when he's 30...