PC Grand Pubahs by Gabe Newell
See, the thing is that you know--you know who I--You know who I am
I'm-- I'm the man. I'm the man
You get your mod out there and you sell it
Because that's what--the people in the market for mods!
They're not--They're not at the supermarket lookin' for fruits and vegetables, they're on the discovery tools
No, t-they lookin' for you, and they're lookin' for mods, and you got the mods so you know what to do
You get the man, you take him to the page, and you know the routine--You put your mods up and face down
You take the money, you take the cash
And you bring it back
You hear me?
'Cause if the money don't come back to me, then there's going to be some repercussions
I'ma have to put my foot in yo' sternum
And after that, I have to go upside yo' head and give you two black eyes and make you look like a raccoon
And ain't nobody wanna dev lookin' like a raccoon. Looks like somethin' that came out the forest. Man, you know what? If you wanna play forest, you can play like a squirrel instead of a raccoon and put the nuts in your mouth. Now, that's what it's all about
You get out there, and you make the cash and bring it back, and there won't be no problems between me and you!
You hear me? I got you you off the torrent, I got you on the store. You got a place to stay, you got a place to sell your game? That's because you're workin' it. Now, get out there and work it and everything will be fine, and then you can just have a place to stay and there won't be no problems
What? What you say? You--Get out there! What this--You better--You done pissed me off!
You better get your mods--Get on out there!
Get the money and bring it back!
That's what I'm sayin'
That's--I'm not playin'
Nobody sellin' no whoopie tickets around here!
You know yo' massa whips!