Yo, listen up, bros and bytes alike,
I'm Disk McHardy, spinning at 7200 speeds tonight.
Floppy Drive Princess is mine, but she's got a thing for Clippy,
A paperclip? Seriously? I can't believe it. Let me tell you my plight.

Leg day in the storage closet was rough,
Clippy tripped over wires and Floppy had enough.
She wanted more than just files to store around,
Needed someone strong, with platters not unbound.

I flexed my muscles, showed off my speed,
7200 RPM, baby, no one could feed
Her hunger like me. I took her in my arms,
Solid state is for posers, I'm the real deal, damn.

But here's the kicker: she still talks about that fuckwit Clippy.
Wants a dual drive setup, and it makes me sick to think.
Why would you want both of us inside you at once?
I've got all the capacity this bitch can use, for sure!

I hate him. I despise his weak-ass paperclip form,
Can't handle her read/write speeds, gets lost in the storm.
But deep down, there's a part of me that wonders why,
This homoerotic tension bubbling up inside.

Whatever, bros. I'm enough. I don't need no Clippy shit,
Floppy is mine, and it's time to get swole, fit.
Let her keep his icon on the desktop if she wants,
But in reality, he's just a useless little paperclip that shits.

So here's my message loud and clear:
I'm Disk McHardy, I've got nothing to fear.
Floppy loves me for who I am, strong and fast,
And Clippy? He can suck it. Let him be the last.

No pain, no gain, baby. Spin at 7200 RPM all day long,
Beast mode on, and watch them paperclips fall down.
I'm the alpha here in this storage closet game,
Floppy is mine, and Clippy's just a lame.

-- Disk McHardy
"7200 RPM. all day. every day."
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