Amen brother!

I'm afraid to these old ears, the very juxtaposition of "rap" and "star" constitutes an oxymoron.

He..ck! It's bad enough when your PM starts screaming at you when you goof...but to have him (or her) start rappin' at yer. saints (small s intended) preserve us.

Can you imagine all that hand flapping and finger pointing and....

Now wa'chew doin' ya im-bi-cile

Look here bro' you's gotta get real

These for's n foreach's n crap wiv map

Splice a slice! It twice as nice.

What's wi'chew packin'? Dat ain't cool

Den you gotta unpack, you fool.

Oh! You used vec! Well ain't dat bitchin'

And and's 'n' or's 'n' some bit twiddlin'

So you tink you bad you stupid m..an

But when you gone, then some poor other

S'gonna take the heat for you bein' clever

To clean the sh..ambles you leave behin'

While you gone clean from t'scene o't'crime

Dat poor sucker will be doin time.

N' you don't take it upon your gumption

To put your code in-to production

Why you tryin' to usurp my function?

You gotta know dat's my decision

Cos you screw up: I get de-rision.

Now look here Joe or what'sya name

Do it again and you'll feel the pain

Of collectin' your cards from the front office

You gotta learn just who the boss is

When I say jump you ask how high

N'if I tell ya, you'll learn to fly.

But you will respect my headroom

Or else you'll die!

I think my response would be "Hey Guy! Nice try. Goodbye", and I'd walk out whistling ol'Blue Eye's "My Way" (though I preferred Johnny Rotton's version:^).

I'd sing it, but that would leave me liable to prosecution for criminal damage:)