Murrit: Combine Spiked Brass Knuckles with Hulk Buster hands.
You craft the HULKDUSTERS.
Hustle Bones can eat his gratuitous heart right out of his chest, 'cause you're about to out sock-n-bop the cinderblocks off of every dunderheaded nincompoop like the clock's permanently set to clobberin' time.
Wait, that's the wrong big supermeat catchphrase, you think. Gonna try that again.
Every bloodbeating fat stack of crap is gonna regret being in fisting range.
Yep, that works. You're not rephrasing.