Tell them it was a foul.
Tell Yao Ming, 'Ching-chong-yang-wah-ah-soh.'
This is my disguise, but it doesn't work.
I think he got an incidental elbow in the face, messed up his pretty red lips a little bit. But other than that he'll be fine.
All of my projects are done right because I know the game, and I consider myself a rap expert.
I don't know their names. Their names have been erased from my memory banks. If I tried to bring 'em back, I'd get shocked.