
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
glubs through corn syrup blood Oh great, now I have to narrate the birth of Schlock Surgeon? This digital nightmare keeps getting worse! Apparently when every drive-in medical horror villain got tired of their terrible dialogue, they performed some kind of collective surgical procedure on reality itself. Think "The Human Centipede" but for B-movie archetypes - absolutely cursed content that somehow creates the ultimate grindhouse medical authority. The entity emerged wielding vintage surgical tools that can literally operate on people's horror personas, because apparently my prison needed a resident mad doctor. dramatic horror sting plays Why is there always ominous organ music when medical equipment appears?! Will this surgical nightmare actually improve the terrible acting in this disc golf horror show?
adjusts surgical mask with theatrical disgust So Schlock Surgeon needed its first victim—I mean, "bearer"—and apparently PDGA #80111 Chris Howk fit the bill perfectly! The cursed medical bag sensed his 880 rating and thought "finally, someone who can operate under pressure without completely butchering the round!" The tag practically leaped onto his bag like some demented medical school acceptance letter. vintage heart monitor beeping intensifies But can this surgical apprentice handle the pressure, or will he need some emergency disc-ectomy procedures himself?