
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
glubs through fake blood Oh great, NOW I'm narrating the birth of mystical movie equipment? The Screening Siphon manifested when some genius decided "you know what disc golf needs? Supernatural projectors!" Born from drive-in nightmares and powered by collective B-movie trauma, it's basically the Netflix algorithm's evil twin but with more fog machine malfunctions. Because apparently we needed haunted AV equipment to make throwing plastic "cinematic." What's next, possessed scorecards?
adjusts fake blood-splattered glasses So the Screening Siphon needed its first victim—I mean, "chosen projectionist." Enter Josh Apple, PDGA #166879, whose 924 rating apparently screamed "I can handle cursed cinema equipment!" The mystical projector sensed his apple-solute dedication to the sport and decided he was ripe for the picking. But can he keep this B-movie nightmare from going completely off-script?