This video has been made private. Harumphs to you, rappers of Eugene. In the meantime, you can always just go watch Justin Trattou make it rain in Columbia.

Yes, this happened:

Points awarded:

–Rhymed “Masoli” with “holy-moly,” “ravioli,” “Spicoli,” and “E. Coli.”
–Zoinked out beginning that wouldn’t be out of place in a Gnarls Barkley
–Ref’d the Yin Yang Twins, which is always acceptable HEEEENNNNNNNNGHHHHH
–Rapper one dances with a rubbery-legged gusto reminiscent of a young Ray Bolger.

Points deducted:

–Yanked drum beat straight from J-Kwon’s “Tipsy”

–”Wait ’till you see my O” is creepy, especially coming from a dude with a backwards baseball cap, since we naturally assume “guy with sports jersey on” and “guy talking in terms of strong sexual innuendo” equals “guy who is a rapist, and not the tender variety”

Kyle Bunch

Partnerships for R/GA Ventures. Raised in California, adopted by Texas. Opinions expressed here are mine and they are fantastic.

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