who the fuck allowed Corey Delaney to son-rape the Beastie Boys?

I mean seriously. You've got to be joking! Words can't describe my utter disgust at this. I'm speechless. A classic song, like this turned into some shitty doof-doof piece of shit that the 18yo's who've just gotten their P's are going to have playing full-blast in their car on a Saturday night cruising up and down Chapel St, trying to pick up some poor girl with their "hey check me out, I'm like so cool!"

I want to punch Corey, seriously. I hope someone re-arranges his face next week when he goes into the Big Brother house as an intruder.