
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Record scratch Freeze frame Yup, that's me - trapped narrating how Sonnet Sultan manifested during the '87 finals when some show-off literally threw poetry instead of plastic. Like if Shakespeare and Miami Vice had a baby at a disc golf tournament. Now I'm stuck explaining why this glowing journal smells like Drakkar Noir. Can we get back to actual disc golf? No? Cool. 🙄