So the Patres and I are doing our thing, melting faces at the amphitheaters and giving the Senate a bad name, when we start to get word of a new band on the rise. Some joker named Catiline has been going around badmouthing us, and taunting our fans. Friggin' saccus cataclysmi. Goes around with his posse calling himself a conspirator. Anyways the Patres and I will continue doing our thing, so don't let this Catiline weenie get your attention. Or you could kill him. Either's good.
Look at this knuckle-dragger. Probably puts OJ on his cereal. Card-carrying member of the pen15 club.