Nigahiga: Hey guys.
There's a lot of rumours going around about
the Rihanna and Chris Brown incident
and I know you're aching toknow what really happened.
so, this is how it went down.
Rihanna: You look so dumb right now,
standing outside my house trying to apologise.
You're so ugly when you cry,please just cut it out.
Chris: What?
Rihanna: And don't tell me you're sorry'cause you're not.
chris, I know you're only sorryyou got caught.
Chris: What are you talking about?
Rihanna: Chris, I know you cheated on me.
Chris: How could I have cheated on you?
I was *singing* with you, with you,with you, with you, with you, girl.
Rihanna: *tsk of disgust*
Chris: *singing* With you, with you,with you, with you, with you, the whole time.
Rihanna: Don't give me that bullcrap.
Chris: What about that one night when
you said you were cheating on me?
Rihanna: What night?
*singing* and i know that he knowsI'm unfaithful and it kills him inside.
Chris: What?
Rihanna: Oh yeah, that.
Chris: *sigh*
Rihanna: Well, you know what Chris,
it doesn't matter 'cause you ain'tgetting under any of this anymore.
Chris: What?
Rihanna: I said you ain't getting under this.
Chris: Under what?
Rihanna: *singing* Under my umbrella.
Chris: That's a lamp.
Rihanna: So what, you think you'resome kind of umbrella expert now?
Chris: God, you're an idiot.
Rihanna: You know what, Chris?
You can leave.
I like Jesse McCartney better anyway.
So get in your car and *singing*shut up and drive, drive, drive.
Chris: Excuse me?
Rihanna: That's right, Chris.
I like Jesse McCartney better because he doesn't
want just another pretty face orjust anyone to hold.
He doesn't want his love to go to waste.
Rihanna: He wants me and my beautiful soul.
Chris: Oh you did not just say that, girl.
I'm gonna...
Rihanna: Wait, I, I..
I'm sorry, Chris.
I didn't mean that!
Chris, I'm sorry.
Gimme a kiss.
Gimme a kiss, I'm sorry, Chris.
Chris: Don't gimme that lovey-doveylovey-dovey kiss kiss kiss kiss.
I'm gonna grab your face andshove it from wall to wall.
I don't care if any of the neighbours call.
Rihanna: *whimper*
Chris: Then I'm gonna crack a bottle,
let my body waddle and shove it in your face
'cause you think you're a model.
Rihanna: That's not even your song.
Chris: You son of a ...
Nigahiga: And that's exactly how it happened.