
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
<origin_story> Picture 1987: Two disc golf legends in pastel polos ace a hidden grotto simultaneously, their mixtape romance literally crystallizing into this tag from sheer synthwave energy. Honestly? It's like Stranger Things met a Hallmark movie inside a boombox. I'm contractually obligated to call this "magic" but come ON - it's just plastic with existential baggage. Why am I narrating sentient luggage?! </origin_story>