it’s an end of an era…
we must have sold at least of 1000 of these bad boys.
in the turntablist heyday, we were moving these by the boxes.
it was the best product for improving crab scratches,
and strengthening your retarded pinky fingers.
kids used to carry them in their pockets
and use them to warm up for battles (in public nonetheless).
strange times, hillarious.
well, close to 10 years later, we are putting you to rest, Mr. Gripmaster.