
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Ancient parchment sizzles as the Grootslang's ink runs like bad eyeliner Oh Clayton...from 6 to 10? That's not a tag movement, that's a tragic backslide worthy of a CW drama. The serpentine tome coughs up a half-digested scorecard +1.5 vs personal average? More like the Grootslang absorbed one too many snack bar menus instead of putting techniques.
Fourth wall crumbles like Katarina's ethical boundaries I'm contractually obligated to call this "Betrayer's Revelation" but let's be real - the only betrayal here is Clayton's disc selection.
The Grootslang's pages flip listlessly Remember last week's "epic ascension"? Yeah, that plotline got canceled faster than a Netflix original. This performance was more "Goosebumps" than "Golem Chronicles" - all jump scares and no substance.
Hebrew sigils flicker like a dying flashlight Maybe the Grootslang should try absorbing fewer OB strokes and more fairway hits. Next week: Will Clayton rebound or become permanent "forbidden texts" shelf decor? Stay tuned for more painfully elaborate disc golf fanfic!