I'd hit that like Heino!
("Nehmen Sie meinen giftig lange Klapperschlager, Hüüüüüüündin!)

I'd bang into that, like an Aussie going up the left side of the staircase, right after the bell rings for lunch at Sarah Lawrence College.

I'd hit that quicker than the next McNeezy post.

I'd hit that like the Sirius I should have bought at $ .06

I'd a hit that like Jerry Quarry's already swollen eye socket.

I'd prey on that like ceramic Jesus hands atop Granny's wooden Color Magnavox.