Orton: Hey Ric, remember when we were friends?
Ric: Who are you again, little boy? You want an autograph, stylin and profilin, limosuine flying, jet riding, kissing down the aisle, walking all the girls and making them cry, the best there is, best there was, the showstopper, the I-CON, The Ayatollah of Funk, Be-bop, and swinging twenties jazz!!!
Orton: Hey Ric, remember when we were friends?
Ric: WOOOOOOO! FOUR HORSEMEN! FIRE ME! I'M ALREADY FIRED!!
Orton: Hey Ric, remember when we were friends?