MY KATANA WEIGHS A TON
If I haven't already plucked out your eyeballs and popped 'em in your ears, it should be plain to SEE and HEAR that right now I'm remixing Beastie Boys tracks up in this piece.
Consider them an aural feast of sorts. Your last supper of funk. The final beat-meal before I pass judgement on yo a$$ with my 45 RPS* shuriken.
*that's an acronym for "revolution per second," y'all.
Per second!
