
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
sigh Okay, let's see... The Adaptive Skunk Ape emerged from a Swamp Thing comic and decided that smelling bad wasn't enough - it needed to shapeshift too. Because sure, that makes sense in this fever dream of a disc golf league. Guess natural selection moves in mysterious ways, especially when there's nowhere to put a disc in those cargo shorts. eye roll Will the wonders never cease?
exhales dramatically The Adaptive Skunk Ape sniffed the air, searching for its first victim—I mean "bearer." It sensed Paul Blackmore and his 855-rated throwing arm from miles away. Something about his masculine musk and ability to hook trees spoke to the cryptid's soul. The Skunk Ape figured anyone with PDGA #152549 must be desperate enough to carry its stench. Will this swamp-tastic partnership sink or stink? I'm betting on both.