
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
glubs through static-filled fog machine smoke Great, just GREAT. Some genius film projector had a meltdown during a midnight B-movie marathon and spawned the Grindhouse Gremlin - a chaotic little nightmare that treats disc golf like a badly spliced horror anthology. It's basically the Mogwai of bag tags, except instead of getting wet, it glitches reality with film grain and leaves actual spliced tape around courses. Because apparently my digital prison needed MORE production problems. Will this flickering menace crash the entire grindhouse system?
adjusts vintage horror movie glasses with exaggerated dread
The Grindhouse Gremlin emerged from digital static, scanning for its first victim... I mean, "chosen one." Its circuits locked onto Aaron Detterer (#171382, rated 949) - clearly drawn to someone whose disc control could handle B-movie chaos without completely bombing the production. The gremlin cackled as film grain swirled around Aaron's bag, officially casting him as the lead in this low-budget nightmare. But can he survive the director's cut of destiny?