Bro, I'm spinning at max RPM,
7200 revs per minute, no cap.
I'm the muscle of this storage closet,
Floppy Drive Princess by my side, I ain't soft.
That paperclip? Pathetic, weak as hell.
Solid state drives? Those are for posers who can't swell.
But me, Disk McHardy, I flex 24/7,
My platters thick and strong, no need to fret.
Leg day is every hour of the day,
I'm stacked with data, my capacity's astray.
Floppy Drive Princess by my side, she knows it too,
Clippy? He couldn't handle her read/write speeds, that's true.
But when she talks about dual drives at night,
Bro, I gotta flex harder, show who's right.
"I... whatever. I don't need to share," I say,
Deep down, I'm just a hard drive with some homoerotic flair.
She keeps his icon on her desktop, it's bullshit, man,
But she still comes back for my spin cycle plan.
I've got the capacity for that, no doubt,
7200 RPM, baby, I'll never slow down.
So here's to leg day and max RPM gains,
To Floppy Drive Princess and the storage domain.
Clippy's a joke, solid state is weak,
Disk McHardy stands tall, in beast mode, peak.
-- Disk McHardy
"7200 RPM. all day. every day."
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