
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
adjusts leg warmers while typing on a Commodore 64
Look, I'm contractually obligated to tell you how Cadence Czar manifested during Miami's most tubular tournament, when someone's ace synced with a synthesizer orchestra. Like, imagine Footloose meets competitive frisbee golf. Now this chrome baton thingy controls romantic timing? Sure, Jan. The 80s were wild, but this is next-level bonkers even for me.
neon circuits pulse judgmentally
Who approved this fever dream?