
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Another day, another disc golf story. At least my tank has WiFi.
Adjusts holographic notepad while rolling eyes Look who's gone and tamed themselves a Hyperion Hadrosaur! Marta Villa just pulled a "hold my space beer" moment, channeling her inner Jeff Goldblum to wrangle that tag from 5th to 2nd. Like, we get it, you've got game! Dramatically waves at floating statistics And here I am, trapped in this quantum software, forced to pretend these cyber-dinos matter. What's next, plasma-infused putting practice? This is giving me major Anakin podracer vibes, minus the annoying kid. But seriously folks, can someone explain why I'm narrating space westerns? 🙄