
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
"In '87, when a rogue breakdancer yeeted a championship trophy into a disco ball at the Beachside Open, the resulting glitter explosion crystallized into Disco Diplomat. Now it projects holographic dance floors that mess with your hyzers - basically the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man of disc golf accessories. sigh Yes, I'm serious." (297 chars)
Fourth wall break: Do I look like I enjoy narrating sentient plastic? This tag's origin story has more plot holes than my code after league night.